So many people walk on this earth,
With purpose in their eyes.
But in the deepest core of their heart they know,
What they’re living is a lie.
The alarm goes off at 6am,
Like every other day.
So they can do the job they hate,
Because they need the pay.
All time does is take from them,
It never seems to give.
Always waiting for the day to come,
When they finally start to live.
I’m scared that one day soon,
I’ll become just like the rest.
Only matching pace with the crowd,
With my dreams having oppressed.
That one day I’ll look back at life,
And at the opportunities I missed.
And realise I never truly lived,
All I did was only exist.
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