The Way You'll Be Remembered

Stop, look back

at the legacy your leaving beind

is it truely what you want?

Or is it the product

of the mold you think your in?

I bet it's not...

you've let society beat you repeatedly

into the pulp they take and mold.

Let me show you all it's faults

tear it down

Fighting against their useless blows

Hardening your body,

softening your heart.

So look again,

is that legacy really yours?