Can I decide,
Or are we chosen for this life?
Does our existence depend on purely the journey we've already taken?

Have we earned this time?
Or did our formers souls fight,
To define an outcome?
A future?
Securing a path to not get left behind?

Do we deserve this right to our human lives?
Have we waited for years amongst the shadows
For the opportunity to shine?

Or have we proven worthy
For the chance of a life time?
To fulfil our purpose, our service,
To make some sort on impact on mankind?



At the end of the road, are you happy to go?
Or are you regretting?
Still dreaming and wishing
You could go back,
Change,
See what you were missing?

But
It's too late.
You've had your chance
So you must wait
As long as it takes
To regain all that time
That you
Lost
Through your life
Because you never tried
To live.