As the world stands still
You notice some things

They may be about yourself
Or others
Hell, maybe even society

Everything wants to be seen
The trees beg for your gaze
The wind craves your acknowledgment
The sun desires your company

We become emaciated to the routine and struggle of success
And getting to where we think we want to be

To the point where we lose ourselves in where we are
We don't step out and question

We don't question
This will be
The downfall of humanity