Even if I say
It'll be alright
Still I hear you say
You want to end your life
And again we try
To just stay alive
Maybe we'll turn it around
'Cause it's not too late
It's never too late ↗
Where am I? Who am I?
How did I come to be here?
What is this thing called the world?
How did I come into the world?
Why was I not consulted?
And If I am compelled to take part in it, where is the director?
I want to see him. ↗
The span of three or four minutes is pretty insignificant in the scheme of things. People lose hundreds of minutes everyday, squandering them on trivial things. But sometimes in those fragments of time, something can happen you'll remember the rest of your life. ↗