I stand on everythingWhich used toSuck the lifeOut of me. I stand onWhat usedTo hold me captive.Under my feetAre my Insecurities. Under my feetIs all
The red lightWas activeFor a year.ScheduledRoutinesWere scrubbed off.All systems wereDisrupted. The emergencyWas not planned.The death ratesWere not expected.Traditional freedomWas tampered with.Like caged animalsBut we have
I’m at theFront rowBut I can’t see.How bizarre.Ive got myEyes setOn the goalBut I can’t see.So I ask thoseAround meCan you see? Can you seeWhat
Doubting was the actThat I did.Questioning GodIs this really him?I prayed for the acheTo go away.For the lonely nightsTo be a thing of the past.
Control freakEvery thing must click.We all want it toGo right the first time.The first time is alwaysLike you’re going to die now.I’ve tried to controlMy
What is life mateWhat is life.When you workYou get paid.The money hasalready beingSpent even beforeEntering your account. Tell me someoneWhat is life?Is it the moneyThat