I wonder what it would be like to be a fly on a wall.
To simply be as if you were nothing at all.
If you move your presence will be known
If you stay your place will not be shown.
However, if you stay your being is pointless.
If you move then you're known to all witness.
Though death comes swiftly, however long you avoid it,
Your presence on this earth is known, but for a moment.
What paradox you would face as a fly on the wall.
Exist and perish or…
Live and vanish
As if you were nothing at all.