When is it too much?
"People like you don't bend"
When is it okay to stop?
When is it honourable to stop?
"People like you, they just break"
Live everything and try everything.
If not me, then who?
"They go further than anyone"
I refuse to give up.
To be one of the grey silhouettes
"Until one day"
I don't want to be anyone.
I don't want to be plain.
"One day, out of nowhere,"
Work, study, create, exercise, love,
Do. For this is what people notice.
"They just crumble to dust
The spark is gone
There is no more air to be breathed,
No more fire in their blood
They just stop. They fall"
I am tired.
And it gets scary.
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