The wheels turn but I’m not moving
The landscapes are changing around me
But everything is the same
There is pink in the sky this morning
And it looks beautiful, like pink was meant to be in the sky all the time
It’s weird
How the uniqueness in life
Also entertains the feeling of belonging
But not everything is meant to change
Some stones lay perfectly still on the earth
Without ever moving position
I feel like one of those rocks
I’m begging to be skipped on top of the water
But no one picks me up
So here I lie,
Like a rock
Waiting for someone to give me life
Between the Lens 