At The End Of The Parking Lot

The hardest part about sitting in a car
and looking at life from a place so far away
is that I am constantly feeling
like everyone's deceiving me

Sometimes I wish I was a tree
so I could take my time
and get to really know and understand
my immediate surroundings
and spread my roots across the yard
lending definition to the boundaries of my world
and by the wind in my leaves
and by the strength in my trunk
pay tribute to the most high
without human complexity

but I'm not so I can't
and I won't pretend
to give in to the message sent
by those who should by right
have given me the light
have given me delight
and stopped the car
in a place
much closer
to life.