
There’s just life
Not a monkey life
Not a noodles life
Not losing someone , or grieving on yourself , or patting on a rabbit
There’s no college life
Maybe even everyone you can count didn’t make a significance.
There was life , but it’s dead
And there is life , but it’s not here
There will be life , but it will be gone .
We might make life tonight ,
And if we didn’t ,
We will make life.
You can eat grapes,
Or become a country runner,
Or play a musical,
You can swim,
You can sit under the window,
You can smell the trash,
You can be a dancer,
You can be a dancer under the rain,
You can be a dancer under the rain screaming,
You can be a screamer,
You can scream silently,
You can scream loudly,
You can scream loudly yet no one will listen,
You can talk without talking and you can love without loving,
You can be you when you’ll never be you,
You can’t ever be you,
But you’re living but you’re not here,
There’s no space for you,
Not even for anyone else,
There’s just life,
You can live a thousand lives,
You can be a thousand people,
You can pass a thousand stories or places ,
But they’re not life,
Because life is there,
And they’re not there,
We are,
And through our eyes we look , and dream , and think of life ,
And it always end up….
Not there,
We weren’t even there ,
We don’t want to even know ,
We want to hold the umbrella downwards ,
Not to block the rain ,
To block the world from raining at us ,
And all that we feel of what it want us to go through life,
We’re not there ,
And its not there,
There’s no goal or a place to reach,
Or a happy colored ending waiting head,
There’s no other chapters in life , or new ones,
There’s nothing waiting for you ,
Not even time waits for anyone,
There weren’t older chapters in life
It’s not a book nor a story,
Nor you’re in any,
Nor you are there ,
Nor you’re entering any new form or story
Nor you ever did
Maybe the monkey did
Maybe the noodles did
Maybe patting the rabbit did
But were there any ?
There’s nothing to ask for ,
There’s nothing to be ,
There’s just life