Do you ever stand outside and feel small?
As the world closes around you,
Do you stand and look up at the tops of the trees,
And watch as they grow around you?
She fears a static life,
But standing still as she watches the never ending movement,
Her feet feel glued to the pavement,
And she sinks to the ground.
Smaller and smaller,
Everything around her keeps moving
As the world around her keeps growing,
And she can't breathe because she can't make everything stop
And catch up.
So she stands still and sinks,
And is forced to look up at the tops of the trees,
And she feels them growing around her,
And she feels ever smaller.