Key Points

The kind of person I wanna be
Is perhaps something most want just as well
And what I want is to be free
Yet... what is it that I still felt held?

There are so many things from which I'm freed from
Yet bounded I'm only to feel even more so
Is it really death I seek for life to begone?
Can the fiery passions of death beat the lifeless nights of cold?

To have money buying things you don't need
The poor don't always suffer for what they do not have
To be penniless wanting the things you seek
The rich don't always prosper with what was left

At the lowest key point in your life
Shall determine who you really are
As of the highest key point you survive
You would have forgotten, you have come too far

Upon many a point in life I wanna live
A many key points I only remember to wanna be free
My this one point of life I yet live to believe
Is the kind of person I wanna be...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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