¿ ?

you don't ask the questions,

but you want all the answers

better late than never, but never late is better

i had a nightmare once, that i woke up looking at a stranger

and the worst part is, that girl was me

i stand up tall and look at the world

at this moment, this second, this inhale, this exhale

i can feel it

but after this moment, this second, this inhale, this exhale

i will never feel this again

and as i look at my world right now and breathe it all in

i stop to realize

life as i know it now; will never be this way again

this tiny fragment of our lives, this meaningless piece will vanish forever

what will remain after it's all gone?