If you lurk ‘neath others’ shadows,
And follow their worn out path,
If you tread upon their footsteps,
Until you breathe your last,
If you float along the current,
Let it guide you through,
And make its wish your only destiny,
Then what about your wish? Your destiny?
What about you?
If you’re in the iron clutches,
Of pain and joy and fear,
If you’re controlled by your enemies,
‘cause they threaten you and sneer,
Then what are you but an empty carcass,
Thrown about as others please,
A reflection of your true self,
A reflection that can at any second,
Be blown away by the breeze
But if you are the one to cast the shadows
And weave a path anew,
Sink your feel into a soil,
That’s soft and fresh and new,
If you fight against a current,
that’s fighting just as hard as you,
to make you end up downstream,
Then only are you worthy of calling yourself you.
If the skies collapsed, and the seas dried up,
And yet you’d stay at ease
If you grieve for neither the living nor the dead,
And realize that everything is but a puzzle piece,
Then you are the master of the Earth,
‘cause you are truly free,
For there’s nothing that is more bound in chains,
Than the minds of you and me!
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