Passing on through as if I was riding this train,
Statistics, numbers racing through my veins.
Fellow passengers all agree,
As the world screams,
You'll never make it,
So don't fight it kid,
Once upon a time,
Such a sweet little
dream.
Fellow passengers all agree,
As the world screams.
Destine yourself for a fuck up,
What you were gifted,
Born to be.
Not passing by on this train,
Driving now down the lane.
If this worlds gonna take me,
Take me kicking and scream,
I will scream till the end,
Right now,
Cause I exist hollering.
YOU ARE READING
Symptoms
PoetryPoetry. Love. Happiness. Sadness. Depression. Guilt. Regret. Struggle and Confliction. We may all be breathing, we may all have our hearts beating. But these are our vital signs. These are symptoms that prove we're alive.
