This is my memoir
I am waiting for the way-
to show me the road I have never seen before
The one I have never traveled
Who can show me?
I sit in the crowd ?
amongst the mundane.
Looking for super hero's and Whitman's in the rain.
nothing impresses me.
I've seen it all before.
I play the piano differently
but you have to be able to hear my song
to understand me .
the coffee is cold and my words are long
My lips are puffy and my conversation odd
but I will not search
I just sit here and play the song.
I see you across the way
you have my smile.
Whether you can here me play or not.
I may never know.
But this one's for you kid.
A million miles away and all...