Can You Feel The Sadness In The Music
I watched a girl paint a tree onto paper,
by Khembottra Oum
I compared art with reality.
I couldn't take my eyes off of her.
Some people go crazy wildly,
But most who live,
go crazy quietly.
I saw a man in a wheelchair,
I drank to his sorrows.
I wondered if he had a broken soul to match his broken body.
The pencil heart of a silent hero,
Words don't mean a thing.
Can you feel the sadness in the music?
I studied a flower instead of a star,
Oh how painful the human condition was.
I wanted to gently place the flower in her hair.