The saying goes “before you die, 

your life flashes before your eyes.”

They say it'll only last a second, just one

but that's just what they don't know

it lasts forever, like an endless sky,

a sky that will forever grow

of images and memories of life passing by.

I guess you can say that I'm mad,

mad at the fact that I didn't do everything I wanted

but I can't stay mad,

not with so much beauty in the world that's flaunted.

Occasionally it can be too much to be taken in

because such beauty is taken for granted

but I recall that I have to relax, to stop holding it,

to be no longer enchanted

and all I can be is appreciative and thankful

for every single instant of my stupid diminutive life.

You likely don't know what I mean since life's tranquil

for you that is, but don't be concerned about it

you will someday know what I mean, I guarantee it.