I'm scared of being in this position the rest of my life

Anxiousness tightens when thoughts of the future arise

Success scares me more for I suffer from complacency

In this frivolous pursuit

The journey is worth more than the destination

But its not worth the wait to travel forever

Choices choices

Why so many

Death ought to feel like this

Instead of the sweet escape it claims to be

I feel ill and a bit sleepy

As the saying goes

I'm sick and tired

But I'm sick and tired

Of being sick and tired

Living as a child was easier

Wishing to be older

Wanting to experience wanting to learn

Then when you get there

It was just another lie

The biggest lie

The only real lie

Now like me you're stuck between doing nothing, doing something, or doing everything about it

Whatever it is doubt it

Don't let it live

Because everyone has something to say

From June to may

You'll hear it all hoping for a simple happiness or a simple death

While every day you wake up absorbing the stress

And when you get to your destination it doesn't feel real

As most dreams don't

That's me everyday

Every night

No one knows what actually goes on

Even I can't figure it out

But the more I tend to reach or think about my success

The more it stresses me out