They say it's a matter of choice
But is it really?
Would you rather watch the world flutter by?
With dull, unwavering eyes?
Oh no. I would rather be a part of it all
No matter how ugly it looks like
At least I would know I still exist.
Somewhere out there, a girl is feeling lonely,
Would you rather do nothing at all?
To fill out those empty spaces?
Oh no. I would rather do everything
To fill them to the brim
With each thing colorful and wonderful
And happy
Because it's the least we deserve out of life
Wide eyes, dark skies,
I don't understand
Nor do I think I would ever
Would I rather live the way I must?
Or would I rather live like it's my last?
Everything is temporary. And everything changes.
There is only one world. And it's changing,
Quite drastically
And I see everything.
I think. I think. I try to understand.
We all have our one shot.
And we all have a single fate
But, despite everything,
Can there be another world?
Where monotony and uproar fail to exist?
Because I'd bolt in a heartbeat
I would rather stay there
Every day, my thoughts run a mile
Still, I count the days, when all falls right into place
But it never comes.
And in the end, we would end up in our graves
Under our flashy tombs.
And we ask ourselves the same question,
Again and again and again.
Would you rather not give a damn, live bold, and unafraid?
Or stay on the same side, play safe
and die with regret?
We chose the latter.
And when we finally understand,
We cry.
Because it's too late. A hundred days too late.
- thank you for taking the time to read! love you :)
