AnimalImpulse
New Member
Sixteen down.
One more year passes by with little to no progress.
Still nothing close to a plan.
Two years looks like nothing when it's in front of you.
Approaching a cliff.
I'll attempt to fly, but I might not grow wings in time.
I'm moving forward in years and backward in morals.
Becoming the things I once hated.
Still unsure of myself.
Trying to find a direction.
Wishing I could buy a map to this maze.
I might not get out.
And even if I do, what's at the other side?
Suddenly my worst fear is everything I don't know.
Scared of something I can't change.
One more year passes by with little to no progress.
Still nothing close to a plan.
Two years looks like nothing when it's in front of you.
Approaching a cliff.
I'll attempt to fly, but I might not grow wings in time.
I'm moving forward in years and backward in morals.
Becoming the things I once hated.
Still unsure of myself.
Trying to find a direction.
Wishing I could buy a map to this maze.
I might not get out.
And even if I do, what's at the other side?
Suddenly my worst fear is everything I don't know.
Scared of something I can't change.
