We are all born into a room filled with many doors
The decisions we make decide which door will open and which will close
Until the end, when we find ourselves standing alone in the dark
With only one door left
Tag: Fate
Fate?
Do we start racing toward our fate
The minute we emerge from the womb
We kick and cry because we can’t wait
To live out our life before the tomb
We reach out to grab life by the throat
We know our actions make no difference
‘Cause the words have already been wrote
To pen the end of our existence
Or are we forever evolving
Changing our futures with every breath
Is our life constantly revolving
Until we succumb to the scythe of death
Jerry Brotherton 