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[dantm33]

everything i do is to occupy my time.
everything
but nothing is what i want.

days go by so fast with places to drive and people to see
and these nights are to be forgotten over some poor alcohol

when things are fast theres no time to think.

but everyone must eventually go home
and everything must slow down to reality.

i wish i could be at work with an endless line of customers
with everything going crazy
there would be no time to think
and i would believe i was happy

but life is not so simple
and i wonder if i will ever feel that way again
i wonder if i will
ever
feel
that way
again..