It´s all pretend!

Hour by hour,

living by all the rush.

Everyone is busy,

with something at that time.

...

Hour by hour,

someone is doing the thing.

The other already did,

but at the end of the day, no one cares.

...

Living by the rush,

knowing everyone is pretending.

Catching the time in fear of the end,

Because when someone dies, everyone forgets.

...

Hour by hour,

the person is dead and resting.

No one knows what happens to the soul,

but the person doesn't know what happens to others.

...

Everyone has limited time,

but we try to keep ourselves busy.

Because when our hour finally comes,

we all hope we have finished our stories.