Let’s dance in style,
Let’s dance for a while,
Heaven can wait we’re only watching the skies
Hoping for the bestbut expecting
the worst,Are you gonna drop the bomb or not?
It seemed like it was only yesterday I was a teenager rebellion with out a cause. Finding anyway to fight the norm, and searching for an identity that I can call my own. Holding on the that piece of me No One can dispute that is No One else but I. Now it seems that every one has their own disputable "one of a kind self".
Perhaps it was on that dreadful day,
we all watched in awe, as so many prophets predicted the day would come. The Twin Towers went down...
The beginning that marked the end is near; no matter what religion you were or were not; we all questioned "Is this the end?"