What's a life if it's spent being protected from living?
I can ask myself that as much as I want,
but answering it is the hard part.
Do I go out with a bang,
or do I spend my years being protected from everything but existing?
(I'd be content with a pet, jerks)
I never really liked log cabins.
They smell wierd;
and let's face it
burn real easy.
It's so peaceful.
(Please let something interesting happen or I'll have to make it happen).
I've never really liked peaceful.
And then destiny comes knocking at my window,
do I answer the call,
or do I ignore it?
Wow, destiny seems pretty desperate,
It can't hurt to see what destiny wants from me, can it?
As long as I don't go over 135,
135's when I die.
(Stupid heart, you really need to work better).
Making a decision isn't easy when all you do is walk in a direction and look at me as if to say,
I feel like you said,
"You either blindly follow me somewhere, or you go home.
I was told to avoid adventure.
Where do I place the value of my life here?
I could die if I go,
or I could be a hero.
If I don't go it'll haunt me forever,
in my protected life.
Destiny looks at me weirdly.
Well, I'm going to die eventually anyways,
I may as well go out with a bang.
It's not like I have long to live anyways.
(Running after destiny is hard, I run slowly)
yet I can't do anything.
As it turns out,
I'm not really the most useful person to have around.
I wish I could do more.
I guess destiny brought me here to die,
but at least I die fighting for something.
It was worth it,
dying for something is much better than living for nothing.