Just being in this flesh/
I feel so many pains/
It never lets me rest/
It always leaves hurt stains/
And always others tell me/
There’s much to be happy for/
But I fear I just don’t see/
And think there has to be more/
But maybe I think wrong/
Or maybe think too much/
Because I always long/
To add a perfect touch/
To this world that’s conflicting/
Causing turbulence all over/
And everything addicting/
Makes this world grow older/
All people that are trying/
Seem to finish in their tombs/
So many people dying/
I can feel it in my bones/
As life turns to ashes/
And ashes into dust/
I feel a strong passion/
To do something I must/
I have to change my qualities/
To make a positive vibe/
To make dying a frugality/
And make the living thrive/
In doing so I will alter/
The way people think and do/
We can hope that will never falter/
And not try, but act what’s true/
But remember, we’re only human/
So if we fail all/
We’ve done what very few can/
And stopped us from the fall.