Another Person

I've Forgotten who I am. I don't know anymore. Am I just another person? Or am I more? Sometimes I wonder Why the sky turns blue Or even why the grass is green to. The world is always moving. Well so am I. But one day I'm going to fly on by. Some will mourn. Others wont bat a eye. As if know one had even died. Because I was nothing in the end. Nothing worth keeping in mind. I'm just another person. Who soon will say goodbye. That's what happens to us all Sooner or later we will fall But before we hit the ground We will soar. We'll be lost in the wind And never return.