Everything is fleeting, everything is fast
Live for each moment because it can never last
One moment you’re living
The next you’re decaying  
Consciousness floating back into space
Be present, be kind
Nothing we have is really ours
We’re on borrowed time, borrowed love, borrowed things, borrowed bodies, borrowed thoughts, borrowed death.
Leave no space for hate to fester
As you never know what someone had to borrow.
It’s easy to be anxious, but it’s quite unecessary
That was borrowed too.