look back on my life
and I wonder what I'm doing here
I've accomplished nothing
after all these years.
Now I ask myself
what my purpose in life is
Is there really a reason
why we all exist?
Day in and day out
in this repetitious life
Every day the same
it's like going forward in reverse
I feel like I'm on a train
round-trip, no stops, neverending
Ever so slow
there's no progress - destination unknown.
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