I died in my 20s
I had hope, energy
I had dreams that
I was sure I was gonna make it happen
I had youth
Oh my youth
The belief in rocking the world
The belief in a better future
The belief that I was the main character of the story
I died in my 20s
What happened with that bright morning?
Why is it so gray and dark now?
Is it because the hope is gone?
The whole beauty and beliefs are now a pile of ashes and pain
The entire dream went to trash, buried with my young soul.
The hope was supposed to be the last one to die, it was the first.
And the youth melts every time I look at myself in the mirror.
I died in my 20s
And I traveled from hope and smile to pain and a cold tea on the desk
All that in the blink of an eye, as fast as the light
Faster than I thought it would be.
Our civilization created a bunch of Gods
Gods to explain everything
Gods that are good and bad.
But the most merciless God is named Time.
I died in my 20s
And this God doesn’t listen to your clemency
To all your prays of “please, give me one more chance”
“Please let me tell I love them”
Your please is basically nothing for it
And then the chance passes
The wind blows, and with the wind, our life passes
And I didn’t even notice
Because I died in my 20s
