what is your future?
stuck in a body i call my own,dreading the past, dreading the future. for what will for me may be unpleasant. i get these shivers down my spin every time i think about what the future has in store for me. what will happen? that is the question we all ask our selves, hoping that one day it will finally reveal its self. the truth is we always answer our own question of what will happen, cause its the next step you take.
I think i know mine, cause I'm going to make my future, what are you going to do with yours?
I think i know mine, cause I'm going to make my future, what are you going to do with yours?
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