What it means to be alive

On the edge I feel scared, I feel free

I can see absolutely everything

The height of feeling alive

Not many seem to understand why

I feel safe out on the tightrope 

The risk is what makes me feel high

I will take these moments over the mundane

I enjoy life, living in the fast lane

Call me lazy, call me crazy

But I’m wild, I’m free

This path I’m on amazes me

My cat, my dog, my wife

Living such a different life

I will take the rainy days 

Because when the sun comes out

I know and I feel, what it means to be alive



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