I’m trying to figure out what life really is.
I’m going through these days in the same old steady pace.
What’s the meaning of the human race?
We do the things we believe we love.
We perfect our skills of the things we strive to achieve.
We hop on bikes, get in cars, board planes and trains.
To experience someone else’s way of life,
later saying, this is what life is all about.
There are millions of point of views,
each and every aspect of the perspective varying from this to that.
Our minds are too vast to grasp.
So I guess, life is anything and everything.
It is what we decide to make it into.
© Duc Nguyen WordsOnEmptyEars, 2017