What dose it all mean ?
To be what and who we are ?
What are we ?
Sometimes we think we
know but we really don't .
It's crazy when you think
how small we really are
compared to what's really
out thire .
It dose not matter if we
die in a dot or a dash
If we are dust or ash
In a trainwreck  or
a car crash .
Cause all we are
is all we'll be
So what dose it matter
what you think of me.
Your just a tiny atom in this
great gather of star dust .