Is it me , or is the ocean just not quite as blue?
Is it me or do the years seem to get shorter too?
Do I imagine that everyone I meet is very stressed?
We are all upon a mission to be slicker than the rest!
Are the items mass produced , just not made to last?
Is it only me who keeps comparing with the past?
Am I alone in thinking that the worlds not what it seems?
With climate and adversity all taken to extremes?
Alterations sneak upon us and cloak the world with change
I know tomorrow through the day I’ll notice something strange
The only thing that stays the same is where I lay my head,
Inflation, legislation cannot touch my king size bed!
