Alive
What's a life if not for living?
Without love, what's a heart worth?
What's a gift if not for giving?
It's as a spirit without birth.
What's a flower, too scared to bloom?
A bird that is too afraid to fly?
A Cassandra waiting for doom.
Sapiens ipse fingit fortunam sibi.
Without love, what's a heart worth?
What's a gift if not for giving?
It's as a spirit without birth.
What's a flower, too scared to bloom?
A bird that is too afraid to fly?
A Cassandra waiting for doom.
Sapiens ipse fingit fortunam sibi.