When...

When all life dies...
Who will carry on our legacy?

When all the good and happy feeling dies...
Who will cheer up the depressed?

When all the joys of life finally die....
Who will give us something to live for?

When all the things that make up our lives die out...
What will we do?
What will we see?
Who will we rely on?

There's too many thoughts about what we'll never know.
There's too many hopes, dreams, and wishes dying.

Why do we sit back and watch them die?
When will we stand up and do something about it.

We're all sinking in a sea of depression and sadness.
We're all about to lose our path we're walking.
We're all so close to the edge.
Some of us have already jumped to free ourselves.
But what have we freed ourselves from?
There's nothing trapping us here....

Except for our own stupidity.