If you think about life
Isn't it truly insane
You're thrown around and broken
Cracked and mended
You are either a pawn or a player
We all have different roles
Some are known while others are not
The roles may be changed or just be forgotten
Nothing is absolute
It's full of lies and so few truths
It all seems so absurd
Every death is so minor
Every life is meaningless
We will all die in the end
and eventually, the memories of us will fade  
Some make differences
While others don't and die trying
Many dwell on the past and judge
Few look and accomplish in the future
No one can change the past
Only how you remember it
Memories can easily be altered
Feelings can change
And no emotion is absolute