Unpredictable..

Life,
Is freaking unpredictable.

Turn one round,
You're stabbed at your back,
Killed by your own friend,
You fall and die silently,
Without anybody knowing.

Or I say,
Somebody else just goes away,
Was it today?
I heard Micheal Jackson's gone.
To somewhere so far,
I didn't know where.
I wouldn't even have the courage to know where.

Maybe tomorrow will be anybody's turn,
Mine, yours, his, hers, theirs, or ours.

I pray it wouldn't be mine.
Or anybody else's around me.
Time, time, time.
We don't have much of those left.
But how much would we cherish the only time left given to us?

We will never know what is going to happen tomorrow,
The day after, or 10 years, 20 years after today.

Sounding artistic huh?
Yeah,
So I'm trying to grab hold of time,
Trying to have a good look of the world,
Maybe that is why I started to love traveling
Looking for the good things in life,
And just leave the bitter ones behind.

I'm letting go of grudges,
Or maybe I've done it.

I'll try striving for what I really want,
With everything I've got.

Maybe.
Just a maybe.