We are born to die.
Some of us live a full life.
Some,  only half a life.
Some, hardly a life at all.
We all come to a day that we fall.

But we have to make the most of it as much as we can;
because we could be here today
and gone tomorrow.
I'm working hard to make the most of it:
finding a place that I fit,
getting up when i stumble,
and walking right along.

I don't know who I am
but I'm learning everyday.
And maybe when it's my time,
I will know who I am
and what to say.
I will have made the most of it.
That's all that matters.
That's what we are born for, right?