Wandering,
Walking,
Drifting with the tide,
Browsing,
Searching,
Finding our way through life.
Whatever we find,
It is all about to last for a while,
Just a better way to live on our place,
The place that we owe our lives,
It's a fragile small box.
I feel like life is catching up,
And the law of self preservation
Is being broken.
In the end we will give back.