As I woke up this morning, I found myself at 67years old
I stumbled to the bathroom, feeling the weight of all the years I've told
I made myself a cup of hot chocolate, a comforting start to the day
But as I sipped it down, I felt a strange sense of disarray

I checked the door, the alarm system, and glanced at the cameras around
It all felt familiar yet foreign, like a dream that I had found
I crawled back into bed, feeling a sense of unease
And when I woke up again, I was just a child of six, filled with such ease

Running around the house, calling out for my dear mommy
I wanted some cereal, my voice filled with such innocence and glee
Everything felt surreal, like a picture with faded colors
A dream-like state of being, where reality and fantasy smother

Life is a journey, from the beginning to the end
Filled with twists and turns, moments we can't comprehend
As I lay in bed, caught between two worlds so different
I wonder what lies ahead, what awaits in the final segment

But for now, I'll embrace the uncertainty with an open heart
And cherish each moment, whether real or a dreamy art
Life is a mystery, a journey we all must take
From the beginning to the end, every step we make.
© Nate