Life is but a single day on a beach
A series of waves
crashing, splashing
a sun sinking just beyond our touch
it goes black, we're told
it comes back, we're told
but still we're here just a day

The glass is half full
as long as you're still thirsty
until you aren't
and you don't hear the squawking
you don't feel the waves
you seep into the water
you settle under the sand

Life is a beach,
my sandcastle gonna be dope
this beach ball gonna need air
and my skin gonna need lotion

Motivation is fleeting
the sun is sinking
such is life
but for now,
the sun's bright
and things have yet to fall apart
so maybe it's just instinct
when I'm still scared of the dark

Thank you, this is dedicated my late father. I know there are some things I cannot change, 

but if by chance you're reading this and you feel there might be something you can do about our

collectively struggle with cancer, from getting yourself checked out to helping fund research,

no family deserves this.