Life
Life...
Is it just a mission we are expected to complete,
or a journey we decide for ourselves?
How should we truly live life,
and how do we waste it?
An amazing gift placed in the palms of our hands,
and we cannot appreciate it for a moment.
What do we live for,
and how do we know it is worthy?
Do we live for him, her, or them?
Do we live without love?
Or is it love that keeps us alive?
The lost art of morality trembles to the ground
as terror of conformity rises above all else
What can we do to make a difference?
And would be willing to make that change?
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