The side of a building

Fear of heights drew me up on the side
Window eyes tell me where to hold on tight
Above the city a constant witness
A little brick of progress

Sun and night shadow embrace me daily
I feel like the luckiest surface in the world in a way!
I watch birds pass, no envy in my gut

I watch planes so fast, they hit me with gusts
Yet I'm just a piece of a building
if I could wear a smile I would
My senses can't be detected

The city noise uses me as a trampoline
I look at the distant forests, there's no green on me
Just the side of a building
My concrete feelings tell me I'm free