cloud

Watch me float, but never fly.

Watch me react, but never smile.

Watch me frown, but never cry.

Watch me, watch me.

Watch me as I float.

A fog filled piece of air floating in the distance, far away, but not gone.

Am I so easily forgotten?

Watch you fly, but never float.

Watch you smile, but never mask.

Watch you cry but pick up that frown.

I watch and wait for my turn.

To fly.

But a cloud doesn’t fly, it can only float.

And nothing ever changes.