Days Start

Days start and end the same,

In between a coloured glaze,

I am in the stage of wondering what,

I am doing with my life these days,

Yes work is good and carries the most,

But pleasure and fun,

Have died in me, I want to rekindle that openness,

The playful one and tranquil days,

So it means to help others and myself,

To live outside and make things work,

So I start today outside my zone,

To do more out than within these walls.