Have you ever felt like
You have no control
Whatsoever on life?
You spend your days
Just getting by...
Running yesterday
Chasing tomorrow
Forgetting ultimately
You also could fly?
Same old on and on
You keep on keeping on
Running in a circle as if
But that which you didn't draw
Is it possible, you wonder...
To break away, run free
On your own route,
Hopefully?
While you remain absorbed, thinking
The wheel of life had slowly rot away
And you discover death face to face.
Ah, you gasp: This life spent in regret
Maybe the next time I can make
The most of it?
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