When life comes back to bite

I ponder about life all day, every day, 24/7.

As the wildlife prances around me more and more.

I’m feeling more withered as I talk about this.

The feeling I just can’t quite describe.

But I know it’s making me wish that I could just,

Just start my life over again.

I don't want to make the same mistakes,

But it's hard to know what to do.

I guess I need to take a deep breath and start again.

It's like the world is moving on without me.

It’s like I’m just a spectator in my own life.

I feel like I’m just standing still,

Watching my dreams come true without me.

No one has or wants a life like that or like me.

After all I’m just a tree with no purpose or say in life.