sitting

i'm sitting here
the wind breeze kissing my skin
short of breath but full of life
i'm free
there's people all around me
taking their time to get to know me
and i see you
you're looking at me with those eyes
and i feel a rush of adrenaline pulsing
you dont know me
but i want you to get to know me
and i know that we will never be
yet i'm free
i want to live my life and
want to be free from my past
enjoying the wind
unconserned about what other think
and not living for peoples wants
tired of them
accepting the good and bad of life
so unlike what "society" does
complain and complain
but i sit here my arms outstreched
a hint of a smile crossing my lips
but i want you
dancing to the night sky full of stars
having fun and laughing with the wind
maybe i might
as i look at you walking away
transfixed at the sight of your beauty
but i don't know
wether your taken or not
in a relationship or single
you will say no
and i wont have the courage to ask you
but i'm fine with that as i sit here
you admire my art
as long as you sit here smiling
and complement the way i write
i'm sitting here
and i'm full of life