My thoughts are only thoughts,
not very interesting to other people.
So many thoughts,
of mine.
So many people.
So many peoples thoughts.
Very few people listening, watching.
My eyes are watching everything they can,
but they can only see so much...
they only want to see so much,
So much to watch.
Too many people,
watching.
People watching,
they come in floods.
In fancy rain boots
carrying coffee cups.
Watching other people
waiting,
for their next cup of coffee.
Thinking,
wouldn't it be nice to be doing something.
Instead of watching
time go by,
as I forget thoughts
watching the days burn out.
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