30

The clock is ticking I am quivering What for? I am not that sure I'm standing still No time to kill Shake this paralysis off! How could I watch it fly by from afar And still cut through my skin? How could I let it slip away Not even trying to grab it? I'm standing still With my eyes filled with my self-pity My legs heavy with the weight of what I've missed out I've got the feeling That I should be somewhere Anywhere but here I've gotta climb out from this hole Before the walls start closing in Already feel the oxygen run out I'm gasping for air Meanwhile outside Life's running wild So much my eyes are missing Everyone's leaving me behind While I'm still trying to get out The train's about to close its doors And I am nowhere near the binary How can I break free from my own mind? Great expectations and procrastination The eternal damnation of wanting perfection Lost too much time rewinding in search for my mistakes and for indications and now I'm running out of time and energy to spend on here and now Where the indications I'm looking for are I've got the feeling That I should be somewhere Got no clue where These walls around me Are the ideas that I built Of who I should be Though is it failing To be where I've worked So much on myself to be? For every thing missed There's something I have achieved There are no deadlines Only time to shape myself There is nothing I have to be Just 'cause I'm 30