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.