Days, and days pass,
Where there's no urge, no will
of taking apart time for them, but only
and only, you and you think, then,
This is selfish.
You've failed, and you will be so;
But isn't mistake a step to learn?
Isn't this step a stair to something better?
Steps you don't want to climb,
Steps you inevitably do climb,
All for reason one:
I don't want to fail
Is that how life works?
Expectations, image, and
What will they think?
The they differs, always
Never the same, them
But one thing is constant:
Them, them, them
expectations, expectations, expectations.
And then those who don't climb
Take a ride to the part other,
other, the place where expectations zero,
rebel a hundred.
Unique. Different. Inspirational.
And yet, when it's you,
It's not. It's not for them, not them.
But you. Who lives with you forever,
Since the breath first,
And 'till the end, he will.
For, he's you, and you need you.
Others, they have someone too
Them, them, them,
Themselves.
Days, and days pass,
hardly anyone understands.
You're the best thing you're ever gonna get.
Don't let others deceit you,
Do by them right,
But that's service and not living
And never let you be in despair
For you, you, you.
Days and days pass,
And you grow cold,
Because it's the wrong words,
not deeds that have you here
It's the wrong perspective
And now,
Days, days, and days pass,
As i offer my services-
For them, and me, and you
And that's the essence of life.