Every day
You see people
Faces in the mass
Trying to reach the top
To achieve the class
Successful and rich
That's who they want to be
They don't want the truth
They think they know already

They don't notice
A flower in its growth
The smell of fresh pine trees
The smell of the sea
The feeling of grass
Beneath your bare feet
And hot breath
Flowing beneath your teeth
The beauty of rain
They just notice the issues
Notice the pain

Pushing, struggling
Even though you could stop
And simply let go
You think it's survival,
And that is how it has to be
But life is beautiful and short
Treat it that way
But you go, go and go
Until you've conquered the mountain
And claimed the top
Until you've reached your limits
And shown what you've got

And when you sit
On your throne
All, all alone
A shout in the dark
Comes echoing back
Hitting you like a brick wall
And by then it's too late
To notice the lack
Of everything you wanted
'This isn't what it was,
It cannot be over!'

But it is,
You're done
And now it's time
To say goodbye...
But who can you say it to?
No one.