Wondering Mind

Here I sit, wondering about
With the trees dancing in the wind,
Mother walking her child
And the sun coming up,
How am I going to get out - out of this mess.

With every day going by
Either quickly or slowly
I wait for it to end, for all I know
A new day might matter - matter for once.

With the trees getting greener,
The child growing up
And the sun getting older,
I sit here waiting - waiting for it to end.

How would it all go
If I just jumped.
How would everyone act
If I just did it.
How would you feel
If I just left the world

Left the world - like you did