90 from the 90's

blind

I stand in a meadow
Ignoring the beauty
that's all around
thinking only of myself
and feeling down

The wind rustles the grass,
a bird flies by,
I think only of myself
and keep asking, why?

The sun shines down
making beautiful this
peaceful place,
thinking only of myseld,
I stare into space

I do not understand,
I do not comprehend,
I think only of myself
and wonder to what end?

I stand in a meadow
Ignoring this
beautiful day
thinking only of myself
I slowly walk away.