Fifth Malk
What's the point? We all work hard towards nothing, In
the end accomplishing none.... What flowers will I
fertalize, will some one pick one for love? I Wonder wich
worms will eat me? Life can end so easily.... When we
die, that is all we had no one will remember us, think
back, do you remember anyone 100 years ago? I Wonder wich
woms will eat me? Life can end so easily.... it seems no
one cares at all.... too concerned with there own ways of
life!
