Is anyone there

Written by: Jordan Dickinson

Step outside and feel the cold
Daily routines seem much to old
Walk the drive, get in your car
Drive to work, it's not too far
Check in early before the sun
All the machines begin to run
Drive around to scattered spots
Look on the moon and see the dots
Turn around no one is there
Paranoia brings a heightened scare
Just shrug your shoulders, look away
For every minute comes ne'er the day
Your hands are cold, nose is numb
Hear that noise, sounds as a drum
Turn around no one is there
Shrug your shoulders if you dare
Your time has come, can't run away
Never shall you see, the light of day