Isn't it all finally, just a number?
the time which flys by,
the money you accumulate,
the marks you score on the test,
the age you hide to your best!

the floor you live on,
the steps you take to reach there,
the bus you take to work,
the hours you pretend to be busy.

the baskets you score in the game,
the trophies which your shelf adorn,
the number of babies that will be born,
the weight you avoid to put on,
the distance you wish you had gone.

the litres of petrol in your bike,
the songs you sang in the mike,
the answers you now found out,
the questions you will face again,
the bills you pay when you shop,
the birthdays you feel on top,
the pills you will someday pop,
the date on which you will finally drop!