Would we go about life the same

if no one were watching?

If no one cared about our outcome,

our delivery, our identity?

Would you be your own bravery,

your audience and its praise?

Would you still hone every craft within,

or in truth does your ego win?

Our spirit’s strong and it coils within,

I’m strong on the inside and

I mean hardcore pain my friend


Live like you’re the only one waiting

and in that we solve false debating