Staring out
I lay down in my spot,
Just to look at the clouds,
It's times like this,
That really gets me down,
I can still hear the yells,
The shouts, the screams,
Of everyone pleading,
Everyone begging,
Everyone being fake, and taking it out on me.
They say I'm too lazy,
Too stubborn to do work,
They say I'm not a real ninja,
Just some lazy jerk.
I hear them say I'm no real genius,
Than I'm just a lucky fraud,
That I don't deserve friends,
That I don't deserve compassion,
But I do.
Everyone does,
The people, the ninjas,
The citizens, the murderers.
Everyone has someone,
The same with everything.
The clouds have each other,
Making shapes in the sky,
Being blown by the wind,
To far off places in the world.
I want that life,
No troubles or worries.
To see the world from above,
And see how insignificant we really are.
But as long as I'm human,
I will never fly,
I will never be free,
I will never see the world from above.
And that is why I stare at the clouds,
It is my freedom,
It is my escape,
It is my way,
To get away,
From everyone.
If I died today,
If I jumped off the roof,
And fell head first to the ground,
Will I become a cloud?
Or will I just die and that's it,
I'll live underground forever.
I don't want to take that risk,
Even if I'm alone,
And all my friends have gone,
Even if it's only for one more day,
I want to see the clouds,
And imagine my freedom,
One last time.
Yeah so sorry if it was lame and junk, but it just sort of popped into my head and I wrote it down. Tell me if you liked it or not, I really appreciate it, and no I am not suicidal.