	I’m the breeze when the sky is clear I’m the scarlet leaves that fly I’m the smile in friendly eyes Of which you know no reason I’m the awkward delayed greeting In an acquaintance’s random meeting I’m the warnings you’re never heeding In hope of ignorant bliss I’m the pain in strangers’ eyes I’m the toll of funeral bells I’m the feelings no one tells Though in your hearts you’ve felt them I’m the delusions you feed yourself I’m the ideas that grow in your mind, Parasites nibbling away at your life ‘til you wake up to find your soul eclipsed, your heart rock-hardened, your shoulders chipped, your thoughts infected, your standards low, your back broken from the burdens you refused to show, your life fading as your body dies, and wishing you had found the time, for the gentle breezes that around you wisped, and swished, whispers that you took as a hiss, whose urgency you failed to see, ‘til time is of the essence quite literally, and it is when there are only seconds left Ambitious nothings falter and pale When you get so close to the end That you must leave everything you gave yourself to just around the bend

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