It's not just my imagination that I got a gun to
my head. Cause I can feel the cold metal and I can
smell the gun powder. I know they got their sights
on me and its not just paranoia that makes me
think this way. I know they got their plan for me.
I know they got a grave for me. They want me to
admit defeat. They want me to show my fear they
know their system's going to break me. It's
crushed countless before me. I stand here and try
to look out into the dark vastness that is my
future. Unfortunately I can't see shit. There are
clouds and there seems to be layers to the sky.
It's all just too unknown. I waste time wanting to
know what will happen. How will it end. But I
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a need for that curiosity. I don't want to know
the end to this "movie". Shouldn't I be
living yet? Shouldn't I know where I'm headed by
now I have millions of dreams and things I want to
do with this life. But I barely have time to do
the little I do now. It's not satisfaction I get
relaxing at the end of the day. It's escape from
the stress. Disgust that I'm already in bed
waiting to go to sleep again. Wasn't I just heere?
Didn't this just happen? I can't say I know what
will happen tomorrow. The higher meaning that I'm
looking for did not show itself today.