Villanelle
While roaming on a busy beach,
I sit down on an empty bench,
Waiting for someone to notice my boring brown eyes living in a distant world.
Staring at the blank blue sky turning gray,
The gray sky turning black.
While roaming on a busy beach.
Staring at the people leaving.
Wishing that someone would laugh with me.
Waiting for someone to notice my boring brown eyes living in a distant world.
Feeling lonely,
As the moon travels across the black canvas.
While roaming on a busy beach.
Sitting close to the water,
Waiting for someone to notice my thick, black hair blowing with the wind.
Waiting for someone to notice my boring brown eyes living in a distant world.
Waiting for someone…
Waiting for anyone to love me.
While roaming on a busy beach,
Waiting for someone to notice my boring brown eyes living in a distant world.
