Friday, January 23, 2015

Fear of crowds

In a fit of panic and truth
I'm at a crossroads of my own device
To stay or should I run out

Not a clue
No more than before
And the crowd piles in

Will I ever get to be free from the same thing?

I'm so tired of being the victim of my own life
I'm not sure what I want to see
The fact is, that I don't change my mind

I will never be able to get free

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