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AzialSilvara

Published: Mar 10, 2014

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I've never got enough time
And my list is always growing
My wasted seconds are my crime
But I've got no way of knowing

Which steps lead to nowhere
Or which ones I want the most
I must spend my youth with care
Life can't be lived as a ghost

This reality frustrates me
Because I can't reach what I want
Are dreams meant to be fantasy
Kept alive only to haunt

Frustration leads to questions
Answers are nowhere to be found
There are so many suggestions
Clarity makes not a sound

Youth doesn't last long enough
Responsibilities pile on
Weighing priorities is tough
I'd like to live before I'm gone

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