As each day goes by
With every passing moment
Anything could happen
The end of each day brings closer your demise
Yet we wake
Be it our body
Or our souls
Each day we lose a little bit more
That little bit of who we once were
As we wake in the morning
We become a piece of the day before
As wrinkles creep up
And gray hair creeps in
We look at a stranger in the mirror
Wondering where the person we knew had gone
We are a mixed bag
A conglomeration of every moment
Every emotion we have ever had
When we die do we lose that?
So pointless would our existence be if that were the case
So pointless it seems anyway really
We live to work
We kill for love
We push ourselves until we break
We are pushed until we break
Tears falling to uncaring ears
Keys left on a table
Heart left in the dirt
Blood sweat and tears
What made them so hard to cut you so deep?
Who killed the child within?
So they may kill the child within you
Who gave them the right to murder your soul?
Leaving you to live without it
Who gave them the right to destroy you?
Who created the person
That on this day
Created you anew
As you look into the mirror
One last time