What's life all about?
Don't mind me,
I'll turn out alright.
Plastered with my back against the wall.
I look up at the sky and wait for the fate to fall.
Blank look upon my face,
I stare blindly into the eyes of a person never known.
Scared to move forward, opposed to turning back.
Sliding into an unknown state of mind.
Unreal to the dead, forbidden to the present-day a**holes.