Thousand Lives

Thousand Lives

I was just wasting time
just sat inside my car
looking around me, us
people walking in a rush

they always busy to get somewhere
where they go? what they do?
i wonder, staring at the trace they leave
i picture lives, one, two, three

holding hands, separated, opposite
everyone goes beside each other
and most them even don't care
does it makes you feel something?

i was just wasting time
looking at everyone going up and down
road, street, square, i chase them
i live in them, for just a minute

nor more, not less, no wonder
they are in a rush, to somewhere
what if they get lost?
what guides them to what to do?

i was just wondering how they are
off their daily lives, off their boring work
when they lay to rest, when they wake up
how they are ones with the others?

i lived thousand lives
it took me a few time
just wondering on my car
trying to know what was around.

Ariadna Squire Damique
(09 November 2008)