There has been 108 billion people on this planet,
And none of them made it.
A total of 7.1 billion people are on earth right now,
And none of them will make it either.
It terrifies me.
Everything in this world is limited .
You and I will will only have a little time together.
There's gonna people who will get more time with you,
I'll forever be envious of them.
I guess they're just the lucky ones.
I continue to wonder why we even try anymore,
When we're born to die.
Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 11:49 PM UTC
There has been 108 billion people on this planet,
And none of them made it.
A total of 7.1 billion people are on earth right now,
And none of them will make it either.
It terrifies me.
Everything in this world is limited .
You and I will will only have a little time together.
There's gonna people who will get more time with you,
I'll forever be envious of them.
I guess they're just the lucky ones.
I continue to wonder why we even try anymore,
When we're born to die.
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