Forgetting to live most days
In constant era of worry.
A connection not made
A word not spoken
Missing out, giving in
Just forgetting
That this world is here for me
To manifest
To become, grow, just be

Is it as easy as that?
Worry is not the reason wake every morning
But the reason I stay up every night
Thinking to deep
Punishing my own thoughts
Getting stranded in a sick reality

The grass is slowly getting greener
The flowers will soon bloom
My mind will soon catch on
And I will stop forgetting
And grow new desires for the now