I've been awake too long
Walking aimlessly
Back against each wall
Nothing familar in the vacinity
Quiet quickly
My anxiety begins to shift for good
Life lessons kick in
I am my own body guard
Prayes made to our righteous lord
Play to win or go home
Beliefe felt through each chromosome
The finish line more than a dream
Even though reality is what it all means
Chills through my back
Vibrating the spline
Nerves react from your instincts
I will find myself by any mean
I want to feel free, released
Beyond ready for my next mission
William K. Butler
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