Some People Think

Some people say I'm lucky To have a roof over my head And four walls around me. Some people say That someone must be lookin out for me When they hear I lived. I know some people think That I should be happy That I should be smiling That I should be laughing And dancing And crying At just how lucky I am. I know because every now and then I'm one of those people Who think I should think that. Think I should think that sunsets are pretty That I should smile when I see the lights of the city And the clouds in the sky Dew drops on leaves And the sparkle in your eyes. But I don’t. Every now and then I think I should But I don’t. When the sun dips down And spills its rose wine Across speckled sky line I don’t really care. I just close my hand And realize I can Since yours isn’t there. i see city lights one moment and your eyes so bright the next...