It seems only a handful
Are here for the stay
Never wasting their
Moment in time
Their
Many moments of madness made possible
By actually living their life so alive
Not wasting it
Watching it drift by
With what ifs
And what could have been
Maybe this is why I love them so?
Yet, they’re almost always looked upon
By the status quo
As wasting it all
For living their life to the fullest
Yes, some are here for the stay
Hell, we all are, I guess
It’s what we do while we’re here that matters
Yes
Guessing
Is all we’re ever really doing anyways
From the genius to the dullard
No one has any real proof of anything
Yet
Most everyone has explanations for it all
And all believe their’s is the right one
All the way down to the
Weatherman whispering which way the wind will blow
Tomorrow is all still just
A flip of the coin
A coin flipping
End over end over end
And
Again and again and again
Today is all we can ever be sure of
And it changes by the minute
So live it!!!
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