I've been thinking longer and harder of a subject that should not arise so early in my life
Why do we work so hard to grow and leave a mark on our world and want to stay forever?
Not enough chances being taken, we don't have that long
Nor will we ever...so I thought
Many thoughts have been thought
Everything must go, like a bad business going under
But life seems so great through these eyes, and these eyes are young;inexperienced
If life make me want to stay the afterlife must be even better
For forever can exist in such a place where everyone will know your face
We can make a great life now, after it's all over we can make an even better one
Work hard now so that our souls have a chance to play harder in the unknown