Life goes by so fast, there’s no time to look back,
And notice the flaws and qualities I so definitely lack.
I’m traveling life’s everlasting train,
Which seems to only retrieve the sadness, the pain.
Simply put, life is death.
The only difference is,
Whether you choose to get back up and finally live again.
Life stabs you so many times, that you mentally bleed.
It seems there’s never enough of what you actually need.
Oh, and in case you were wondering, money is nothing.
It’s another headband in the great race we’re all running.
No products or items can fill our hearts and make us happy,
For we all are told that we need these things and we keep on adding,
The worthless objects compared to our immaculate souls.
We all can share them, but we feel too scared, too old.
The ones who risk everything are the shy who are undoubtedly bold.
