For we wish to be happy.
We hope for redemption.
We dream of being famous, recognized by the ones we adore.
We must ask ourself one question:
Is it worth all the suffering we must face?
Perhaps the end of time will tell us.
Perhaps the answer is already known.
Perhaps it lays at our feet.
But what if we'll never know?
Will it hold us down, or will we be able to let things go and let time fly?
Let me know when you found out.
I'd like to know 'cause I'm lost.