Ants

Feel like you’re flying
Higher than any plane
Nobody knows you
And everyone knows your name
Talk in third person
As if you’re someone else
Pockets are breaking
From an overflow of wealth
From up here where I stand
A speck of dust I see
And though I love you all
You look like ants to me
Feel like you’re falling
No one can understand
Fear overtaking
Like a giant in the land
Path is obstructed
Clouds you can’t see through
Vision is failing
Lacking a Godly view
Flying up above it all
Falling reminds me just how small
Fearing the insignificance of mortal man