When It All Runs Out
I stare at the sky
Wandering why time bothers passing me by
Why it bothers to take notice
Strike the hour whence it past
And why life decides to keep me living on
Why am'I still here?
Writing the same old story
Death after death
Don't tell me
It hurts to much
What to do, when it all runs out?
What to do when everythings been leeched from us
All the pain and happiness
What to do then?
Do we keep on acting like theres nothing to fear?
Do we keep in living like nothings happened?
Do we go on to live in the pain of it all?
Or do we all die and let man kind fall?