Picasso

Each color becomes less important with each stroke.
Life is a blank canvas that no one can paint for you.
A wealthy man once told me: "you only have what you really want"
And I have everything I need right here

Chasing Gold

The world turns
While we hesitate
While we regret
And meditate
Over missed opportunities.
In doing so we miss more.
Our days are numbered
And so are our loved ones.
Chasing gold will tarnish our hearts.
We can't buy back what we've already lost
And we can't give back what we've already spent.

Borrowed time

Borrowed time slips through our fingers
Days, hours and minutes
Blending into regret
Blending into nostalgia
Blending into forgiveness
Blending into responsibility.
Borrowed time slips through our fingers
Days, hours and minutes
Blending into everything we swore we'd never become
Blending into everything we've tried to prevent
Blending into everything we were afraid of
Blending into irrelevance