Isolating myself on the pavements, I watch people passing by.
Looking up the birds in the sky, wishing if I would ever get to fly.
For every moment, I look on the pavements and sigh.
For some reason, I just can't stand but to cry.
Each second I see people together holding hands.
Cute couples with their friendship and love bands.
In every eyes, I attempted to glance.
For every step they make, watching for troubles to stance against.