"Are you the dust in the wind?"

Who told'ya we were meant to love or live forever?
Who told'ya we are here for a reason?
Who told'ya?!
Who taught'ya right and wrong?
Who taught'ya what to lie for?

Wasn't it confusing?

Didn't it terrified you 'till death?

Through days, weeks, months... and in some cases years

it scarred and scared you lost in loneliness

But nonetheless it was creeping good

So now you can feel like the real dust in the wind

by Santiago Muniz