I stand here alone,
On this road that leads to
Nowhere,
Almost consumed by wants and hopes and fears.
No destination to choose,
No decision to make,
Just have to keep walking.
But to where?
For what?
There’s no point in taking this road to nowhere,
But to walk this lonely road is my destiny.
I can’t believe I was created to go nowhere,
Do nothing,
Be nobody.
I always dreamed I’d leave this road,
Be somebody,
Go somewhere.
Yet I can’t.
To walk this lonely road is my destiny.
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