Is Life a Rat Race?
Life seems like a rat race, No one questions why, All we do is chase, Mindlessly till our lives run dry, And then everyone wonders why, How could a person so young, Just die? we've got to live, Not as a compulsion, But for our passion, For what keeps the fire burning, And the mind running, Life was never meant to be a race, But just another phase Of mortality, But no one questions why, All we do is chase, To become the ace, Till our lives run dry.