Mush

I look up, at the heavenly sky,
They say the stars shine so bright.
I look, I squint, I continuously try.
But to my sunken eyes, there is no light.
People come, people go.
Each one of them, says life is great.
I beg to differ, I say no,
It didn't give me roses, no love, just hate.
The sun sets, ending another lonely day,
birds congregate and sing.
I try to look for the beauty they say,
that nature has for you. Which God brings.
All i can see, is pain and dismay,
Broken hearts, sorrow filled eyes.
People who try to hide their pain,
Behind shed tears and pasted smiles.
Do they see me, as I see them?
Do they care, and stop to think?
Why would they, they own enough pain.
More they don't need, that home they would bring.
I sit alone, as the world passes by.
One by one, the people leave.
I look up, clouds fill the sky.
The moon I like so much, I cannot see.
I think to stand, then I think to sit.
Where would I go? Where should I be?
I wouldn't be happier. I decide to stay.
Just sit here, till I'm overcome by sleep.
So I can close my eyes, so I stop to see.
The gloomy sights that are always there.
So I can sail away, to far off lands.
Where no one, but you and me are there...