I write about death and life as if I knew eitherHaven't done much have tried neither
What shall I do if I have lost my way
Two choices stay and die or face the day
I wonder if it all has meaning and what it really is
While others wonder is he hers or his
Sitting under a moonless starry night
Run away or stay for the fight
Under the cover of darkness is where I usually am
Thinking to myself which is the sham
Each one is serious Which one will I choose
Either is change and with both I could lose
Does it really matter my choice it is
With death I have no clue, with life I could shine then fizz
I sit in fear because this choice is compelling
But these are my words this story I am telling
This is the choice each one of use must make
With this decision there are things we forsake
You may think one is better than the other
But these thoughts you must smother
This is not something you should debate on
It will make you live like a pawn
Moved around like someones piece
The first to be cease
Why not take both as far as I know you can
Here's what you do I have a plan
First take life and live it full
In death no coming back this is no bull
So listen my friends to the story I tell
Your not yet ready to know if there is a heaven or hell
Ponder first the true choice you should make
Everything after that, a piece of cake