He was walking along
And he was whistling a song
Of sorrow
Without a destination
He sang about his complications
Into Tomorrow
But there was no one around
He looked and he found
It was the End
In his final moments, everyone came
"What are you doing? Are you insane?"
It was the voice of an old Friend
"Yes," he answered. "But you are too."
And with that, his face had turned blue.
Everyone was puzzled and confused
Though it seems his Friend had been amused.
"He is Right."