Seeking the worth, time flies high
As if a loop, I fall back to where was I
A process it is, Am I expecting an exempt ?
with birth I rose and I seem to glow with perfection
while every breathe is a countdown, ceasing the life i know,
the end of who I believe I am, as I grow
Where am I failing ? I find my body, my worth
While It's a warning, I breath every second, nearing my end
And I fail to see, its just bones and muscles, they just pretend
I fail to realize my worth, what's in here that the breathe feed?
The true has never been the truth, and nor it will be
I feed the chaos, I feed the greed,
With every breathe I take, its just the future I live.
While breathe is the moment and it can just feed the present
I still am seeking the worth as time flies,
may be, I have never taken a breathe, I've never lived a life
Life is a presence as the breathe is ,
the thoughts, this haze, all that the future creates
It was never me, it was never my body
I am failing, as living in future is never meant to be
I live now, I breathe for now,
the worth is to merge with presence
Its a loop. I realize.
I have never felt tomorrow's essence.
The trap , the clouds, the wave that it seem,
may be this is why, future is a dream
The Silence, answering everything
Stillness, making it worth the living,
Its today, its the presence, the breeze that I inhale,
the long breathe that fills every corner and every edges
That's my eternal who I realize i am feeding,
That's my creation who I am constantly seeking
That's the moment when I am actually living.
