There will come a day, when all will wither away.
Neither you, nor me will stay.
We shall all wither away.
On that day, we must decide.
For what was it that we strive?
To find today in tomorrow, or to be content as we are.
I cannot say who will live and who will die,
but I know for sure that you will live if you try.
To find a reason to keep you going, maybe the cliché of Life,
but it is not for I to decide.
It is for U to believe and be.
All that you could ever dream to be.
So when the day comes, what shall you do?
Be free from nature and this recurring cycle or live tonight and let go of tomorrow.
Because Tomorrow Comes Today.