I walk the busy streets
In a dazey kind of haze
Watching dreamers,
Schemers pass me by
With envy in my eyes
Many times in life you find
A passion, talent idealized
It stops you still, absorbed in time
With envy in your eyes
It sparks your soul to try its hand
Against a world that understands
To grab ahold of men that fly
With envy in their eyes
And as your mind comes back to earth
Your naivety stolen, broken, hurt
You'll walk as I do down the street
In envy of their eyes
About the Creator
Vicious Avarice
The ramblings of a man obsessed with fate. Poetry, quotes, and inspiration. I am a published author who rides the beast of imagination. A storyteller. Check out my children’s book “The Christmas Monster” on Amazon or wherever books are sold
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