who are we???  or where will we die?

Up in the morning ready for a other day in misery... For ever trapped to this land like a simple peasant... Here we where born and here I will be made to ash... A other day a other part of me dyes... And what about you??? Are you who you whant to be... do you even know the stranger trapped in the mirror??? If you feel life is pointless, confusing or just plan boring... Get up... Ya i mean right fucking now... Get the fuck up and find who you are... From night and day we stay... In the same place and time... Get out... Only peasants die where they where conceived... Go walk down the line of life ... Walk the valley of deth... knowing who you are will only make you that much stranger... Become who you are and at the same time love who you are