Stars n' Stuff

The world looks so small,

when you're a thousand miles away from it all, 

floating in a metal ball, 

and no one besides your partner upon which you can call. 

When I was six or seven, 

this place was my idea of heaven, 

but now that I reside here, I feel less than, 

because there's nothing greater left for me to invest in. 

A crisis in space, 

an odd place. 

too focused on the race, 

too late to slow my pace.

What a waste.