I see the willow trees sway

Like metal chimes on a windy day,

And I hear the crash of waves

like the slam of a symbol in orchestra,

And I smell nature in its pure form

Like the cleansed air after it rains.

But I can't get the picture.

Unlike you,

Camera grasped casually

And gusts blowing your hair

away from your face,

And you take the perfect shot,

You capture the moment,

Ignorant to its infinite beauty.

And about that class you so casually pass

That I enjoy and want to be perfect in,

But it just doesn't click

Like the way your locker gently shuts.

You just shrug your one dainty shoulder,

Unaware about how lucky you are

To have everything just

Work

Out