Time is running out as
walls keep closing in on me.
Deciding what to do
is a pressure building up on my shoulders.
Escaping from reality
on a daily base ain't no good
to evolve into a better man.
Chaos surrounds me
and all I have are my thoughts.
Not letting people see through
the small cracks where
the sun reaches my dark soul
As I walk through the corridors of my mind
...