I look back, and I see impressions from the past
Am I here now? Or reaching back? Holding on to the years
The days lapse. 5, 10, 20 years pass. Where have you gone
What have you claimed? Made for yourself
There's one chance. There's one life
There's no going back
I look ahead and embrace the essence that I've made
What's done is done from the path I've laid
That frames what we've become today and the rest of what remains
The blue prints ingrained in existence
We're born. We live and we die
What is our purpose? Our time that remains
It is written, a guaranteed demise
Who will maintain, the cadence of our past
And carry forth an estate that we demand
I see the ghost from my past
In reflections, from my broken mask
The love. The hate. Moments forever lost
The memories that will fade
There's no tomorrow. No more regrets
We've run out of time. One last breath
I leave behind my legacy
In retrospect, I see my [Life!]