Dear Einstein,

A question that sometimes drives me hazy:

am I or the others crazy?** 

Can they see what I can see?

Is the me I know,

the me they meet?

Do we see the same world?

The same colors?

The same lights?

These are the questions that keep me up at night.

Can I share a dream with others?

Can this stranger be my brother?

We all have mountains we need to climb.

Will I see theirs when I peak mine?

Which side of highway am I driving on?

WIll I soon see their lights,

And hear their horns?

When that day comes,

I will proudly speak.

Dear Einstein,

I have the answer:

It's me.

**Quote by Albert Einstein

Author's Note

I'm relatively new to this. I started writing to pass time and usually don't share. It's easier when I don't know anyone. Any kind of criticism is welcome. I actually prefer more comments on ways I can improve than praise without any suggestions for improvement. But positive comments are also always welcome.
Thanks

Drew

Reviews

[Rachel U.]

Hm. I like your style - it's new and vibrant. The use of the quote was ingenuitive - however, if I were you, I would have put an asterisk next to the quote and put a footnote at the bottom, so as not to disturb the flow of the poem (Edit: with the credit to Einstein).
//Which side of highway am I driving on?
When will I see their lights
and hear their horns?//
This stanza broke the flow for me. Consider rewording the second two lines.
Overall, I felt a slight disconnect in between the body of the poem and the intro/conclusion (which obviously go together quite well). Your last two stanzas almost feel contradictory.
But, fascinating. Really, quite good.

[MissWordSmith]

lovvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvved it !!!!!!

"Do we see the same world?
The same colors?
The same lights?"

Its like you went into my head, read my thoughts, and wrote them down.
some of the questions you asked in this piece were the exact same ones I ask, but never aloud. Loved Loved Loved Loved LOVED IT!