Time passes and I fly by
My thoughts sit and linger here and there
Nowhere in specific
The colors on the walls
The shapes that sit in the room
The fluffy thing that runs around
The pictures on the fireplace catch my eye
People
Just some people
I don’t know why
But all I can think is why
I look out the window and time still flys by
The light has changed
And I cant help but stare
Every second is like years
I look back and the pictures have changed
They are the same pictures but the people have grown old
Tired
Weary
And all I do is stare
The flag flys
Black and white
A symbol of a death of part of me
Of them
Of him