I used to let my feet dangle
All the way from my haven
Always wondered how it would look
If it dangled as I stood.
I watched people walk
Right beneath my feet
God what ordinary lives they live
Let that never be me.
Slowly i inched closer
Making my feet move with the breeze
And continued contemplating
What it is to simply be me.
I heard a bald guy yell at his wife
And a dog bark at its friend
I heard the cars honking for space
And I sat there wondering how life plays.
I moved an inch closer
This time I felt a trebble
I looked up to see the sky light up
And gently groan and tremble.
My feet dangled wildly
As they grow wet and cold
My hands kept slipping
And all i could wonder was if I would grow old.
I try to push myself back
But I seem to make it worse
So in that never ending freefall
I was sixteen only once.
