I feel as if today never existed. I woke at noon. Got up. Made a pizza. Not much time could have passed. But the next thing I knew it was 3:20 and my little brother was here with my stepdad. What? How did all the time pass? Then we made food. Next thing I know it's 4:20 and my mom is home.
I feel as if time went to quick. That makes me think. How much of my time is used thinking? I most likely zoned out that whole time. Dreaming. Waiting to get to never land. Where I'll never grow up.
So I sat for three hours close to four. Sitting zoned out.
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Ocean of Thoughts
PoetryThis is my second poetry book started on February 9, 2017. Ended April 29, 2017. Who knows what's in store.