Simplicity in the face of uncertainy
Weigh down by a statute of tyranny.
Where do I go?
What do I do?
Lost amidst a million trails
Each interlaced with many tales
To walk down another or to carve my own
To be myself or to be a clone
But I must ask myself one question
Is this a path of love or suppression?
No one around to show me the way
No matter the success is it worth the price I pay?
To hide myself along the path is a detriment to the soul
To free myself will certainly lead to a fulfilling whole
But I am a coward who can't find his way.
I am overly obsessive about a lot of things that don't matter, including the gate numbers I enter when I go to work.
But non-caring about things that should matter most lately.
I am probably crazy. >.