Looking at You
Why do some get sober
And why do some just die,
Why do some search an eternity
And others just won't try.
Why do some change the way they think
Others like zombies that just won't blink.
Why is it easy for a guy like you
And so hard for someone like me,
We all have two eyes near the top of our head
Yet we all see so differently.
Why do I smile
And at the same time you cry,
I want to live
But you want to die.
These questions I ponder
In this room full of two,
As I look in the mirror
Not at me but at you...
Rick Lamp © copyright 2010
www.recoverypoetry.com
