Until I am gone, I am not known,
Yet missed when I have flown.
Very important and useful,
Yet so dreadful.

I see birthdays as my time on earth running out.
Birthdays are just celebrating getting older, THAT is what it is all about.
Celebrating birthdays practically celebrating the nearing of death,
Celebrating yet waiting to take our last breath.

Life is a very precious thing,
No matter how many problems it may bring.
But, time manages to take life down.
One person runs out of time and dies, his loved ones, in pain, they drown.

People have a hate-love relationship with time.
It can't be bought by a dime,
Nor could it bought for millions of dollars,
Not even for a billion of dollars.

Time is very valuable,
When you do something it is unchangable.
It has its bad effect.
But it is something we should never neglect.