Racing around trying to be found, was I lost or did I hide? Am I still running? If I am running, then from who? Is it myself, or is someone giving chase? or could I be racing to get the things I think I need, but is this need going to make me bleed?
Bleed sweat and tears, from all the years I have raced to get where I am at, but where am I? Am I truly happy hear, or is it really what it appears to be? I am not sure where I am racing to get, but it seems as thought I had to forget. Forget where I have came and what I am. I am running so fast that my past can not keep up. Is it me or is my past now out of luck? I am not sure where or who I am. I am now just racing to keep up with the sham! This sham of life that I now live, is now all apart on the race. Trying to keep face and keep up in the race! Racing to an end that I know I can now win. Racing to something that just a lie, what will happen to my soul when I die? Racing for what to please everyone not even me. Racing and forgetting what is essential to me! If I stop this race what will happen to me? If I stop this race will I really be free? I don't know, but I am scared to stop. So I keep racing to get to the top!
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