Such Is Life.

Surrender.
And breathe on the hope for those who do not understand, the existentialism of my mind.

Underestimated.
By the entire world. The feeling of potential is present, but still hard to find.

Cramped.
By the security of those, in which my time of day should not ever be served.

Hollow.
Inside myself, I have never felt like my happiness would ever feel so undeserved.

Indecisions.
On the plans of which I should put into action, and the ones that I shouldn't do.

Self-Manipulation.
I treat myself unfairly, only to help all the others around me, push on through.

Lone Wolf.
My spirit animal. I walk the plains of life by myself, I meet many, but I never take anyone home.

Inspired.
By the quality of life that exists. I want to rearrange the world, help society back into tone.

Foolish.
Are my thoughts. I can not undo the inevitable. What shall be, will be forever.

Ending.
What would I have learned when my time has come? I will know nothing! and I'll be at the end of my tether.