I ride the clouds and look down upon the sad,
Feeling nothing, don’t know feeling, i’m glad.
Seeing many faces, all has a smile upside down,
Makes me wonder, greatful i’m not on that ground.
On this cloud, I can hear many peoples thought,
They thrive for answers, give up they will not!
I hear a particular voice, a man, in tears,
To himself saying, why must I be alone, for many years.
Thinking to myself, I think I have the answer,
But for I cannot say it, hear can’t it either.
This man, in pain, forever holding on to hope,
Hope is not the answer, for I wish he can re-cope.
For now I understand the sadness of people,
Its strange something so small yet simple.
Brings great deal upon one person, I agree,
For I also that that emotion, with inside me.
