Life of a Human

Every morning same routine

But do we ever see thee

Walk down the streets

Always looking forward

Never looking at others

Never mentioning another

Oblivious to our surroundings

We never notice another's function  

Adolescent times are over

We must worry game is over

It is too late to try and see others

Your time is out

No times for a do over

Live life in worry

Can not be happy evermore 

For the world is a cruel place

One must learn on their own