Outer Space

How do you feel? 

Do you feel as if it's all so temporary, so trivial?

I'm sitting here and I look around at all their faces,

I can feel the keyboard beneath my fingers, 

but i'm not here.

I'm a million miles away in some distant universe

waiting to be seen. 

I see life move past me so fast, 

until i'm not experiencing things anymore 

I'm reflecting on moments I am not even sure I was apart of.

I need something concrete. 

Something to hold onto or else it'll all fade.

And without those memories who am I?

Alone in this world unknown to me

Is there anyone out there listening...