Living or Breathing

Sometimes I question my existence
Questioning what the hell is actually happening
We all shout for equality, scared of being over powered by others
Scared to be on the receiving end
It is wise to hit before being hit
It is wise to kill before being killed
But is that really what we want?
Are we scared because of the consequences?
Perhaps we aren't living
Perhaps we're merely just breathing
I realized that the moment we stopped dreaming cause of fear, we die
And we aren't living we're just breathing
It is impossible to be scared to live and be scared to die
Be wise, choose to live, life shouldn't be lived behind caution signs