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Dying to Live


I am dying.

Dying to find a place where I am not controlled
By the numbers on the clock.
Dying to find freedom
Dying to escape reality.
Dying to live my dreams.

I am afraid.
Afraid that my imagination is fading away
With each year that passes.
Afraid that I am growing up.
Afraid of the future, but mostly,
Afraid that I am too busy dying to live.

I am going.
Going to take back the life that has
So swiftly passed me by.
Going to make my imaginations reality.
Going to enjoy the little things.
Going to live.