Why do I still wake up? I ask myself.
Why don't I still my breathing and die?
Because... because I still have to live, still feel
A sense of obligation to finish what I started.
I have to keep myself going to destroy what's wrong
In this world and maybe, just maybe, I'll die
Happy because I'll know that I helped make
The nonbelievers see the truth of corruption
And oppression and the wrongs of society.
Funny how my life goals have changed so much.