Life...

Walking on the moon with no air around you
Walking on the moon with air on your back
Jumping up and coming down when you feel like it.
Your ship has four legs, you have two
Your air is running out, a limited time only.
The earth is a tiny speck,
There's nothing up here, not even mozzies.
Lions are put in cages and fed everyday
People are put in cars and they feed them everyday
You sit in front of a box turning yourself into a zombie,
Rock music is played constantly in our ears forcing our minds
to go on the blink.
Vitamins are a source of health, so is running.
The earth is round, round like a ball, bouncing down a street,
What will become of us, are we just balls bouncing down a long
winding road.
We shouldn't let our lives be ruined by smog, crime, death and 
dying children.
Can we start again, someone grab a pin and 
lets burst a ball!!!