Parabola's Peaked

I wish I knew
what I look like to you
But it's hard to tell
where I stand,
because my feet
aren't on the ground
These recent days
I've been floating
steadily skyward,
and I'll tell you,
it's as nice as they say
So don't remind me,
I already know
the parabola's peaked
I see the ground approaching
and there's no use
bracing for this impact
I'll just close my eyes
and when I wake up
it'll be a dream