Life's Observer

Tried and Tired

Join us! I okayed.

And you showed me the accepted norms of fun,

immortalised in every possible forms.

Everlasting but not you, not me.

Time erodes memories,

producing deposits of nothingness but

the pathetic self who betters his woes

on the horizon of recollection.

Building up to form a treacherous precipice

with the unknown always beckoning.

But how much truth does it weigh?

Let's ask Time who never lies.