Life and I. (Edit)

Man is my name
And Life, my friend
And I played a game
Searching for Meaning in his house,
Meaning meaning meaning who we could never seem to find
And His meaning Life’s,
Life and I fool around in his house taking our sweet time
While seeking Meaning,
 Our justification for procrastination came from,
Allday who’s my friend as well--
He told us we have many hours to spare until the search need be began,

All of us buds, spilling out the times like slopping sloshing wine from our glasses,
Which were being emptied endlessly by our thirsting throats and hearts
We desired the highest passion--
What we fancy we will style,
After drinking our fill we went back to
The nonchalant search, where could he be? He meaning Meaning,
Meaning is use, Meaning is truth,
Little did we realize of Allday's lies, 
Time had run out on Life and I--and
At the last second
Allday the scoundrel stole away my Life
After that day I shed many a tear wishing for things to be different--

And after I lost my Life I could not find Meaning
If only someone told where Meaning was  hiding
If only someone cared to rescue me
Life and I would have it.