The Street

As I walk this wretched street
Reminding me of my empty life
Seeing these sad buildings
Reminding myself of this never ending depression

I see blank faces
Driving ordinary cars
I watch sad kids
Wanting some joy
But there is none here

This street is a lot like me
With its emptiness
Like the empty feeling inside of me
Sad buildings
Like my sad eyes

The blank faces
Like the blankness of mine
Ordinary cars
Like my ordinary life

And all the sad kids,
Just searching for some joy
Like me,
In not finding any