About a woman who drifted through life, without doing anything, all reviews appreciated |
She drifted through life, neither here nor there, no-one to anyone, nothing to share. She drifted through school, neither good nor bad, happy nor sad, nothing special, nothing rare. She drifted through work, neither punctual nor late, not outstanding, not overly bad, A person with no flair. She drifted through love, no-one's heart did she gain, put smiles on no faces, nor bore any real pain, a life without care. Now through death she does drift, the world unaware, looking back, she found her life gone, nothing done, no-one there, No achievements nor memories to share. So was her life wasted? Why should we care? What does she matter, that woman there? who let life pass, unaware. She matters because, if we do not sit and think, our lives too can pass, gone in a blink, nothing there. Do not let life pass, do not drift like she, think before you act, and think carefully, Or your life shall pass, a life in disrepair. |