bugs

you have been wandering in a field of grass
no matter how far you walk, it all looks the same
all the whispers among the winds, bring nothing

you have been wondering why she walks that way
no matter which way you walk, she still drags her feet
all the clouds in the sky, not one spells your name

you have been waiting to study bugs in the field
watching for clusters of clouds, she seems bored of bugs
but, no matter where you look, not one knows your name.