Wasting My Young Years

How simple life would be if it were like looking through the window of a coffee shop. life as simple as black and white as the pages you turn of your favorite book in your favorite spot.
The world carries on spinning like the stir of your cup reflecting the patterns of the a galaxy far beyond our reach and to enjoy that taste of bitter sweet satisfaction in what scenes pass you by. happy to greet you with a new chapter. Make judgement as humans do, not through book by cover but characters through the silver window movie screen, never them knowing or suffering the life you gave them.
They exit stage left and they exit stage right. quick as they come they are soon out of sight. you close your book now. happy for them to greet you with a new chapter.