In Shadow of Becoming, a teenager stands at the crossroads of adolescence and adulthood, caught in a whirlwind of doubt and discovery. As they grapple with the complexities of growing up, they question everything they once believed-faith, self-worth...
Why should I care when life is fleeting, An endless cycle, a constant beating? Someday I'll be six feet under, No light, no warmth, no thoughts to ponder. Feelings erased, memories lost, The price of life, its final cost. So why, I ask, should I hold on, When purpose fades, and all is gone?
They say to care is to give life meaning, But what's the point in endless dreaming? Each action crumbles, dust in the wind, A fleeting moment, a life rescinded. If all we are is bound to decay, Why invest in the light of day? Purpose feels hollow, a fragile disguise, A desperate hope beneath empty skies.
And if there's heaven, I'd gladly leave, This world of lies I cannot grieve. A place where truth and peace reside, Far from the chaos where dreams collide. But even that feels like a tale, A hopeful myth, a fragile veil. If heaven waits, then I'll embrace, A solace found in endless space.
Yet if it's false, if naught awaits, No golden gates, no fated plates, I can't say I'd be surprised to know, That tales are spun to soften the blow. Perhaps it's a story, a comforting end, A lie we tell, a darkness to mend. For the world we live is harsh and bare, So why, I ask, should I care?
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