Daydreaming

I look out of the window,
Day dreaming in my class,
I watch some birds flock together,
Then I watch them pass,
They pass this window, pass this school, pass these worldly
bounds,
Then they fly to other places, other cities, other towns,
I think of all the things they see,
And all that have seen,
And wonder if they've seen a sight,
As pitifull as me.