When I Can't Do Anything Else

Wheels and Pavement

Rubber on pavement, I hear those cars passing by
Whirring and whizzing with the sound of metallic turbines

Sat here in the curb, waiting for the person I always dreamt of
His smile imprinting an image while wheels resounded aloft

Laughter lines showing as familiar vehicles zipped right through
Maintaining my silence- and the unquietness- of what my mind strewn

But sky went pitch, dimmed and darkened in a sense
Drops fell- splashing here- then there- I feel my body tense

I cover in the shade, shade of my formality
Remember the things, the things of your audacity

Been waiting for you in the curb
I never meant to disturb

Been waiting for you in the sidewalk
But there was never a 'you' when we first talked

Guessing my way through endless questions
I'm just alone, alone with my thoughts and subconsciousness

Rubber on gravel; I hear those cars passing by
Whirring and whizzing, muting the sound of my heartfelt cry

//k.u