People and buses "Dikt"

People and buses just passing by me,
I watch and observe,
Life isn’t for free,
you better have some reserve.


Ever wondered of where they go?
Moving in a so ever even flow,
But I’ll just sit here and watch,
With time going so slow.


We always hurry to our place,
never looking behind,
like it were a chase,
what is the thought of their mind.


Life is never free,
well at least it couldn’t be,
just look and what do we see?


Dead fishes always follows the current,
well so do the sleeping ones.
So awake!
And retake what is rightfully ours.


Now I’m in doors,
and I can hear the chorus,
of shoes and heels hitting the ground,
with such a heavy sound.


And I can’t help to feel,
is this life really real?