My present future
Now what?
I feel as though i'm in some sort of rut.
I can only hope and pray I don't get cut.
This is my present future
I apply and send,
hoping they'll be kind to lend.
I need a hand, can't do it on my own.
I guess if worse came to worse I could take a loan.
This is my present future.
I want to be somebody in life.
I'm tired of all this strife.
I'm ready to make some changes.
I'm ready to unlock all my binded cages.
This is my present future.
Although its stressful,
I must be ready in full.
This is it, the beginning of the end.
Lets not pretend,
It's almost over.
This is my present future.
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