It scares me to death to think of what I have become,
And what a wandering soul I have become.
If I followed the beaten path instead of marching
my way through my own.

I feel so lost in this world like
I made the same mistake one thousand times.
I don?t want to be a drone, a slave
to the system that's caught so many others in its trap.
I can only hope to look back and see a life fulfilled.

Times of triumph, love and compassion.
But it?s better to have lived, then to have never spent a day alive.
But will these choices finally come back to haunt me in my dreams?
This self loathing can only get me so far.