Those great lines you think
Can be gone in a blink
Let that thought sink

Masterpieces created
Can get neglected
Poets and artist can remain untitled

I'm no main character
In this story we all live in
I'm just that person A
So don't mind me Im just hanging

If this was a fairy tale
I'm that baker in a bakeshop you just passed by
Or I'm that young child playing in the streets
I don't mind

I have no gun to take part
I have no information to share
I'm just an ordinary character
Making the story's complexion

A replacement
An ornament
Something essential
But artificial

I'm incapable
So am replaceable
I'm necessary
But sometimes temporary

Look at me eye to eye
Please tell me it's a lie
I ask you the question why
Is it really a good bye?