The Wind and Why
Author: cswandering
Word count: 442
I am always on a one way street going the wrong way
I am on the road less traveled
I know every pebble along the way
Nothing can make me fall
I know the places in the shade
The places no one else can see
I see the shadow of the leaves
Leave me be if you please
Don't tell me how to walk
When your at a dead end
I see the sun through the trees
I 'll always be your friend
Fear has taken hold
Youth replaced by old
Too scared to take the trip
Left alone out in the cold.
Remember im still around
Even when the dust is heavy
You can't see your own hand in front of you
I 'll be there to slap you in the face
I am reality
The one you have avoided
I am the future
Only a bit contorted
Follow me
You could try
I break the rules
I don't pry
I am only a rebel to those who don't strive
I am not a threat to them they are threats to themselves
They walk heavy footed killing everything in their path
I watch the fickle bug tear into your flesh and laugh
Those like you walk blind
I pick up the pieces you left behind
Have you forgotten to breath
To taste the mountain air
To climb the highest mountain without so much a care
I can't fix you
Its not my job
I can't fix you
You filthy snob
So caught up in your own shit
Can't see past your nose
so caught up in your own stench
It follows every where you go
You can't see your own hand in front of you
I 'll be there to slap you in the face
I am reality
The one you have avoided
I am the future
Only a bit contorted
Follow me
You could try
I break the rules
I don't pry
I am only a rebel to those who don't strive
I am not a threat to them they are threats to themselves
They walk heavy footed killing everything in their path
I watch the fickle bug tear into your flesh and laugh
Those like you walk blind
I pick up the pieces you left behind
Have you forgotten to breath
To taste the mountain air
To climb the highest mountain without so much a care
I can't fix you
Its not my job
I can't fix you
You filthy snob
So caught up in your own shit
Can't see past your nose
so caught up in your own stench
It follows every where you go
