My
Life
So this is my life
Why does it feel like I've got no
control?
If this is my life,
Why do I feel like letting go?
If there's so much ahead of me,
Why do I feel so fucking old?
If this is my destiny,
Then I don't want to go.
Something's wrong.
Everybody knows but me.
What's going on?
Who the hell is he?
What have you done
and where does it leave me?
When everything is falling into
pieces
and time itself is laying lifelessly
a message across the sky until tomorrow:
will someone rescue me?
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