I have always been accused a cynic
Truly, I am ever hopeful, but hide it
I know it’s foolish to be filled only with hope
So when it comes crashing back, into my head
Massive chaos reigns and all I can do is stare at the wall
Stare at the night sky
The blinking stars
Can you see the movement? They turn and turn.
You need a camera.
I have only eyes.
They don’t lie.
I saw it. I saw everything.