And if I die tomorrow,
Am I doomed
Or am I saved?
And if I win tomorrow,
Am I caught,
Or am I praised?

Is life too short
For an adventure?
Or is my adventure
Too long for this life?

Do I long for danger?
Do I search the room
For a stranger?

Am I threatened by life?
Yes.
But would I dare to cut
Myself
With a knife?
No.

Do I fight?
And if so, for who?
Would I fight for you?
Yes.
Would I fight for me?
Yes, no.
I haven't got a clue.

I look at my eyes
And see them shrink.
I look at people
And wonder what they
THINK.

All these thoughts
Are here for good.
So, do I run,
Or do I stay put?

I'm half the enemy
And half
A friend.
(it depends on how you look at it)

I'm here        but              I'm there.
So,
if I die tomorrow,
Would anyone
                          CARE?