To Live

Running out of time as the clock ticking away relentlessly toward the midnight.

Today will be yesterday and tomorrow will be today.

He who I was becomes history. The fate of him forever sealed.

In order for me to be born he must die. Die he must.

Otherwise I am nothing but a walking dead. Occupied by the ghost of the past.

Fill with regret and remorse. No tears can wash that away.

Let go! I cry out loud.

You had your moment. Now is mine.

Let me be the potential you once strived for.

Let me live the life you once dreamed of.

- Chen-en Lee