Our lives pass us like a stranger is in control.
The mystery is who's life are we actually living? Ours
or the people we associate with?
are we in control or just in the endless dream that has its end.
We live by time but is it as manufactured as our lives are?
Will we rebel or conform?
Can we make a difference or are destined to fail?
Hope is what we cling too, for our future better lives.
Should we just hope to be content?
by pierre NIGHTMARE
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