Another Tourist

I watch them from above,

through my telescopic lens.

They are laughing,

smiling till their cheeks hurt.

Happy for no reason

content in their World of Illusion,

a World of Lost Hopes,

a World of Money,

and pain.

Spending all they have for one day.

One day of joy.

Them, families and friends,

seeking strangers for their happiness.

I remember,

I had a family once.

My eyes blurred when I remembered the blood,

and I feel my tears as I pulled the trigger.

I killed Mickey Mouse.

- Alexia