The Sun gets up
The world stretches
Everybody gets up
But you, you remain lifeless
Eyes closed, mind afar
Beneath the ocean once,
Above the Sky next.
What's not to love of this?
Of your own thoughts,
Of a world of only you
Where you make and break
Life as you want it
But the life is to be lived,
Lived amongst others
For if not, what's the use?
Making words, having dialects
If not to be spoken with others
If not be on the tip of our tongue,
But our own minds?

The Sun rises
And the world stretches
As I too, get up
Leave the comfort of my bed
And my world
Into the world of others