You look out the window
See the foliage filled with life
A life you once belonged to.
Nature was your mother
Free was your soul
Yet here you sit
Downing in the concrete.
Suffocating under societies expectations
Dreaming of a great return to the roots of the earth.
Suddenly
Death seems more of a dream coming true then a burden.
Soon you will be in the ground
Where you join nature once again.
