The flaws of mankind stretch out before me.
The fact that we die with the Grim Reaper on my knee.
And yet to live immortal is a bigger pain,
Too long to live with a mind that is insane.
Just maybe we have just enough time to understand we are minor in the cosmos of the universe.
I mean if we did not exist would it be for better or for worse.
Is pain good, is a breakup bad, and why in the world do we spend so much time sad.
Breath the roses and fly on the winds of clean air.
Refresh oneself and lose the drama, do not care.
Love and hate are not really that important,
Nothing is cracked up to be,
Look at it logically, as the fish in the sea.