Walking in this Street Alone by Danzell j. Franklin

Im walking in this street alone

And as I walk down this street I watch

People on the sidewalk go by

No matter how many people I see

They can't notice me

Cause like a ghost no one really knows that im here

But as I watch, as I observe

Life as another

I experience something that is new

Something that is fresh

Something that I lack

Within my existence and I envy.

Then I proceed down my route of this lonely street

And I can't help but wonder why do I lack?

Why can't I equip myself with these unobtainable things?

Is it cause my destiny actually has a limit?

Or is it that the way I observe my life

Forms a blockage to my true happiness.

And with that

Im stuck in wonder

So i continue my walk down this street alone.

But deep down in my mind

The life of another haunts my presents

And it makes me day dream of a fake alternate life

As my own.

But yet I walk down this street alone

Anxiously anticipating the next block

So I can make a turn

So I can change my route

So I can finish my journey

In a new direction allowing fate to guide me

Cause in the end fate always wins

This street which I walk upon is life itself

And im walking down in life alone

Every STEP I LIVE and every STOP I CRY

So if I FALL I would certainly DIE

That's why I walk in this street alone

No one

can live my life

No one

can walk my street

I was born to walk in this street alone.

-by Danzell J. Franklin