Whatever happens

Middle of the week
sleet is falling
And people are hurry
to work
cars are running
along
the wet road.
And all as fast
as it can be.

So i'm on it.
I'm sick of it
and i don't know
where are we running..
oh it looks like
funny picture
with the cutline
in the end

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U must be first
U must be best
Don't waste ur time
And don't ever look back
But i just think
that in this race
I'm losing myself
And only some constants
can return me back
again..
+

Please
stop lying me
And what the point
there's just a void
And dirty things
long for replace
a real feelings

So
Have u chose
Plan on ur life?
And things u like
is just a joke.
And one day
I'll find that
I'm in a dead set

+
You have no choice
U'll give me all
And I'll transform u

And last command
will be "All the best"
And last comment
that "u're no one"
+

Office work
And credit cards
I'm starting hate
What I'm becoming
For the best life
I try to find
way to catch a money

but
Without a luck
There's nothing fun

Routine and honey
toasts on Sunday..

depression will find me
on insomnia
and anguish will fill flush
my lungs

Whatever happens