Im appalled at the view,
And I'm new...

I begin a word to them, in my head and heart,
And my fear of them, is obvious from the start...

Walking, moving, always,
Trudging in the glaze...

The young one always laughs,
You are stupid, a fool...

Young environment,
All aquatic...

Twisting and turning, in a state of fret,
Nothing solvable, no safety net...

Another whirlwind around the Sun,
What is the best you have done...

So ready, the aches are real,
It's desperation I feel...

You are a little robot, following the program,
But it's all part of the grand plan...

A place of peace, something of serenity,
Blessed with thoughts of eternity...

If a young one sends a simple, easy interest,
And it's trust...

Stillness, akin to time immemorial,
A character of the past, a deplorable...