Waking up and sleeping in,

Standing tall and crawling away,

I look out and want to sleep in,

The endorphins high that comes from scrolling,

The dreams I have, I wonder too,

How I see things I cannot explain,

The start and end of what life brings,

The stirrings of where it all ends,

A life lived in tunnel bowels,

A hand out to work on this place,

I stand and look all the way around,

It is empty and dready,

A lone tree in the midst of the desert,

I stand tall awaiting your presence,

To walk through life with a fearful mind,

That doesn't want to explore new things,

Staring into the abyss of life,

I wondered if I'd ever get things done,