Underneath the stars, I watch this
world from where I stand. I see the good and joyful things and the bad and depressing
things.
As time goes by I see more and more
things in the world, and I still watch.
But I can’t help but want to cry for
those who suffer, I want to scream at those who don’t do anything except watch.
Why do we exist?
Why do we still choose to do the wrong
things even though we know we are wrong?
Why is it that no one tries to do the
right thing?
I watch the world and think. “Why do we
love, even though all we do is hate?”
“Is all we do to each other is hurt one
another, have we forgotten how to love?”
I see most of all are sad things, wrong
choices being made, greed and hate, and wars that only hurt and kill.
I can do nothing from where I stand,
for I will be lost in the chaos around me.
No matter who strong I stand I am
pushed around and forgotten.
I cannot speak or even scream for my
voice would be lost in the cacophony of voices before me.
All I can do is watch from where I
stand, all alone.
I see people who smile and laugh,
people who cry and are in pain.
Some make bad choices, some make the
right one.
There are those who fight to protect
us, there are those who hurt others.
People who dream and wonder, people who
search for answers.
There are those who will change the
world and those who will not.
Some stand tall and strong, while
others are crouch down crying and in pain.
Everyone is different, like the stars
in the sky. So many and yet not all are seen, no one star is the same.
In different colors they shine and many
different sizes. Some will die tomorrow and some will be born.
Together the make the eternal sky shine
with light and make shapes that make us smile and wonder.
If we could all hold hands together, if
for a brief moment we could all understand each other.
What would happen?
For all I want is to see the world that
many dream and wish for, a world where we are together.
Underneath the stars, I watch this
world from where I stand.
One day I will have to leave this place
and go out to world.
But yet my heart does not want to, because
this world is to cruel from me today.
I will watch until that day comes.
In my heart I sing a lullaby for those
who are forgotten, for the living.
For life I sing, for those who need
love.
