Overwhelmed by the fear that lives in your chest
The suitable fact to fix the horrible past
The present shows a non effective remedy
It will be a challenge
To prevent what is coming
Living in shadow, you’ve created for yourself
Forcing the eyes on the blurred lens of life
Searching the purpose, cluttering the shelf
Giving life to the vile models, archetypes
The scary consequence you are afraid to see
This burden you ran out of avoiding failure
This boring shit where you pretend to be living
Is fruit of your behaviour!
Plucking out a life
From the limited and vapid imagination
Why don’t you step outside
And get your hands dirty in probation
Guess what? This future of yours, began a long time ago
Choices not made!
Those risky steps, never taken, you’re still tied in yourself
Words not spoken!
Stumbling carefully on your own mistakes
Choking in a bubble for your good sake
Striving violently to escape this frightening maze
It looks like your private paradise is now a disgrace
There is no such thing as destiny
Just the truth that you don’t want to see
You are doomed to forever flee
From your own deliberate entropy
Plucking out a life
From the limited and vapid imagination
Why don’t you step outside
And get your hands dirty in probation
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