What  should I do with my life
When really I have found the truth
The truth everyone is hiding
That we all have to leave one day
We all leave and we leave alone
We are madly in love now
But one day death will do us part
Even if we still tightly hold on
The truth will pierce us through
No one would admit
But at the end we all die
In riches or poverty
In sickness or health
In happiness or depression
Life is just this
Nothing more or less
Not what we make it out to be
Not at the least worthy
Not holding meaning but grudges