have you ever been able to breathe when you're taught to keep in silence, to guard your life in your lungs, to crawl your gold out because none likes the bronze medal?
have you ever felt like you'd never been born at all, and all you have done is crying and asking for something you desire, been cut by your wings and heard that you can't expect too much from life?
well i expect a lot more from life, we must expect much more because we are life.
death's part of the journey, and i don't believe in ghosts.
i couldn't ask for a better partner than life because life could've drag me off the mountain long time ago, but here i am: one day nearer to the top.
