What is life If you choose to die. In your day to days And not want to try. What is life If you choose to lay. In your pain and sorrow Not to stand up and to say, Everything is going to be, okay. What is life If you choose to hate. In your words and the lord. To not believe That maybe, There is fate and you can see. What is life If you choose to hide. Behind all the bullshit And the lies. Rather than face What is truly inside. What is life If you choose to die?