Waiting On An Elevator (Life)

This came to me in one of my old classes.

As I am sitting in here on the top floor watching these bodies pass by my face.
The sun started to go down it sets yet, I still sit...Down going up and down...Inside of this place. I have not risen at least not onto my own two feet.
Although it seemed everyone that I would see had a case a reason to leave going up for success.
Others going down hurting by means of defeat.
These two ovals I can see looking back at me from the windows reflection reminded me of two suns.
They were both so bright....
As the place went to black and the yellow light went off and the white light came up an on. I did not weak but honestly I did not feel all that strong.
As those doors closed at times I would make them open.I still haven't moved.
I stayed and been staying here since I was born.
Why leave now?
I could have if I chose to..
For nineteen years now I have sat and watched on this elevator as now I have no choice to go in and out.
At the end of the day I pray to say.I am happy to be here.Happy for the chances and here I will stay.For no one I will not change a single way...
I have not went up.Neither have I gone down.The thing is in between I have done plenty so many things I have found.
All the people going in and out this elevator like me is a prequel and a sequel.
To make it in life to me it's like an elevator it's a ride that will last till the day we die..
For now I will sit and continue to prepare because when the time comes. I am going up and when I do.
It's going to be sky high..
Hopefully I am not alone I welcome anyone fell free to come with me and take this ride.. Just don't invite no haters..
Because it's my belief that we are all just waiting on our time to come as we watch life to me which is an elevator.......

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[Indirector]

Sometimes I get on elevators just to watch people
This poem reminds me of a song by a band called Summer Heart
Some tense issues and small mistakes aside I think this is an effective work and I enjoyed reading it, evokes a strange emotion. And while too often I see people blatantly shoehorn themes of life into ordinary boring ideas to be artsy, this one doesn't, it comes easy.