Welcome to the rat race, people killing themselves. To get ahead of the pack, back stab and attack. Out for self, the money, the power, the fame. Competition and greed in a world without shame.
Emptiness slips into my mind. Emotion so fucking hard to find. I center myself in this universe. With peace amongst all the pains and hurts. . I think of all the things that would've been.
Out of sight and out of mind. When you look at yourself do you find. Everything you want to be. Or do you see what I see. . Too late to change your life.