you don't know
who you are
what you are
who's to know?
what your life leaves behind
a presious memory
or a black scar.
who's to know,
what's to come
what has been
who's to know
that all people
can just leave.
can just bleed.
one, two three,
then ten.
all people gone,
without a thought
letting the food go stale,
and the vegetables rot.