To be born with lights and fancy scenes,

To breathe and cry and move and scream,

To open eyes and close your heart,

To feel and love right from the start.

To be free to sing and laugh and cry,

To feel and hurt and still get by,

To hate and love and hope and die,

To hurry up and wonder why.

To give and take, to win or lose,

To touch a hand or sing the blues,

To see a star or touch the sun,

To give yourself to everyone.

To wish to start and do it all again,

To regret the hours spent in pain,

To find yourself and seek anew,

To bury in the mud and gloom.

To rise and see with other’s eyes,

To delve and use another guise,

To hide away or face the light,

To do what’s wrong or do what’s right.

The choice …..is ours!!