My mind may be rushing
My legs might be hustling
In a world moving so fast
Why is the pace of life
So irregular?
Last year, I was watching
Television with my friends,
Drinking hot chocolate by the heater
Steam curled between laughter and light
We went on walks by the park
Ran away from dogs
My mind was still and legs stepped slow
I felt at ease at the world that passed
Now the last time I saw them was
Last September…
My heads been buried in burden
Why do books carry so much weight?
Why does homework never end at 8?
Jotting down every little detail so I don\'t miss it,
I forget about the importance of simply existing
Without purpose, free from the fear of fail
Why, my mind is rushing
My legs are now hustling
In a world moving so fast
I never got used to the hustling and bustling
I believed eventually the spinning would slow
That I would return to
The turtle-speed of the flowers and times previously
I want to sit in the warm grass, lie in the sun,
Make up shapes of the clouds in the sky
Unbothered by the uncreative minds
Of others who choose to waste their moments
Those who trade their moments
for lines of text and ticking clocks
So, I live and forget.
I stop my mind from rushing
My legs restart walking on the grass
I choose to slow down
In a world moving so fast,
I stop - and watch as it runs past