It could've been 10 years, 20 or even longer for all you care.
But a second is all it takes to turn a table into a chair.
It comes for you everyday, smiling widely outside your gate.
But it's just smoke being puffed out and you watch it as it fade.
You open your eyes and there's this bright sunshiny day.
But with just a blink of an eye, out of the blues, it's all dark and gray.
The puzzle you invest so much time in was almost done.
Before you put the last piece together you got shot with a gun.
You haven't committed any crime you haven't killed no one before.
Like a glass of water, you'd only get sucked up with a plastic straw.
You believe that it doesn't matter if the world sees it wrong.
There's bound to be one on earth who listens to your song.
It's okay if it is going, it's okay even if it's already gone.
If you died, please be reminded that, it's time for you to reborn.