All of us go through life, but are we a part of it?
Or apart from it?
Do we just go through the motions?
We are born, we grow up.
Oh, if it were only that simple.
Many spend their time here, but never actually live here.
They never take the chances, or risk anything.
I ask you, 'What is life without a little adventure?'
Is it enough for you to say, "I grew up, worked hard, had a couple kids, then died?"
That too would be many peoples lives.
It could be mine.
But only if I let it be.
When I go, I want my stone to read;
Here I am.
I lived my life and enjoyed it,
To the fullest.
Now maybe, I'll get some Rest.