Reborn



The brightest star burns so fast ,

The years that came and went did not last .

Struggling with these passing years coming to grips with the reality of age,

I am nothing more than ordinary, No rockstar on a stage. 

The purpose of life is all I've got,

at my own cost my Self worth I forgot.

Not much to live for ,existence is a chore,

Why do I not want anything anymore?

Brighten the gray day, sprinkle some sun ,

Everyday is an end to a fake day that has just begun.

Oh beautiful bird in the sky,

 Take me on your back ,so I may fly so high ,

To be born again one has to die.

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