Wonder

Wonder

these days have been strange
Always shifting and sliding
i never seem to know what
is going to happen

Although sometimes i wish
it would just end
and i wouldn't have to worry
about anything

the lines on the street
keep going faster and faster
and i can hardly keep up
yet i am still sitting idling

Everything at a standstill
yet moving so fast
the people Dayton
have meetings

and coffee to keep them going
and all i have is sleep
and what little motivation
i have left in this life

I often wonder
what all these people think
what histories these people have
and why they stay so quiet

as children we are curios
and we wonder about the world
in its uniqueness and differences
and why that's like that

but as we grow older we wonder
why the world is the same
in every Little thing there is
in every little way

It this society
This generation that makes me smile
That makes me laugh out loud
That i cant believe this is me

That in front of me i have
this huge project
to vague some people
into individuals

I see us all as clones
And I'm the odd duck out
I want to be different
And there nothing you can do about that

Wondering could be classified as
as waste of time
But i think not
it keeps me occupied
and you wondering

what goes on in this mind...

This is how the mind grows after a few good months of no writing... but of observing and contemplating society....