Did you know that you die twice in your journey?

First is your fearless path to the grave.

The second will bring no worry,

because it’s the last heard of your name.

So, until then you live your life.

Make sure others aren’t running you.

Since you’re the only one who can run it right,

it’s the race that you need to do.

We all go through this rugged road to be acceptable.

Although being different is not a burden it’s a blessing.

That’s how we can hold the load and be respectable,

then you will know if you’re truly succeeding.

All of us worry about the color of our skin.

The gender we are or the religion believed in.

But why can’t we just worry about who we are within,

when we can all just be us and live.

Instead of stressing on what to wear.

What to say or what to do.

Just ignore the pointless things you hear,

and worry about what really makes you.

We will all have moments being held down to drown.

The path you take will bring us to a low.

But you will realize when fully grown,

that the brighter the light, the darker the shadow.

Even though when death comes the first time,

it will be filled with regret.

When death comes back the second time,

You will know the legacy you left.

What is it that you will be remembered for?

What Is going to be your first step to fate?

Stressing over what you wore,

Or being the one to sprint your own race?

So which side is it that’s going to make you bow?

Giving in, giving up, Or getting up to live right now?