You don't know why you are alive, though there are reasons that keep you alive.
There are things that we wait to arrive, as we assume of the best ways to survive.
If the life we see is the best we can see, I guess there would be no use for more to see.
Leaving what could be, instead of living what should be.
Guarantee nothing concrete as everything is based on factless* facts.
Making my own impact was my own personal pact.
If our decisions would be judged somewhere, am here, till then.
And when the judge is done, and my soul is gone... Tell me, when it is then..
The things I ought to do.. As I explain the things I thought ought to be..
If many came, few saw, fewer related. More would come, more will see, then more are inter-related.
What is right, is right, to who feels it is right..
Tell me right, until I lose the right to live this life right, which is the sight of the 25th hour.
I read of a third heaven, I never saw any, all I saw was a planet with beings like provinces.
Every man ready to build his own stand... As though the earth is round, every man must still stand.
I took a stand, until I never did really stand.. I would stand on my stand, till they all understand, understand?
_CoperateStreetBoy*
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