Is it possible that the emptiness is alright
that the darkness that we fear the most
holds the most light
that the days we count hold no weight
that the relationships we share are fake
that the love we give is endless
that the smiles we show are a reflex of conditioning
that the lives we lead are reflecting nothing
that what we live for is meaningless
that what we seek may be worth nothing in the end
that who we depend on the most are as brittle as castles made of sand
what is there to expect
we make it what we make it
we create what we create
we do what we do
with or without others
we carry on
you got to
you got to fill the gaps with some kind of meaning
you got to drown the grieving
you got to carry on
when things change
it is just a reflection of how uncertain everything is
stop worrying
we cannot predict the future
just hope for the best