Whats the use
Of living a life
That impresses others
But not yourself
Whats the use
Of being that person
That others love
And you feel imprisoned
Whats the use
Of being a king
Who loves music
But cannot sing
So make your life
Like you wanted it to be
Live it the way
You'd dreamt in your dreams
Life is precious
Be its lover
Because life once gone
Is gone forever
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