The Hitchhiker
A life given
Not fully chosen
The road ahead laid with uncertainty
With no change to my lies and Apathy
Running far from home and confrontation
As I hitch-hike to my next destination
I’ve lost my way…
With no future, at all…
No reason to stay…
Becoming the nameless one
For I am the hitchhiker,
Alone I walk and alone I’m gone…
Money’s just word a to me…
I may be lost but I claim no vanity.
Another day, another life in time,
Pray that maybe one day I’ll shine.
I’ve lost my way…
With no future, at all…
No reason to stay…
Becoming the nameless one
For I am the hitchhiker,
Alone I walk and alone I’m gone…
It’s the way it’s meant to be…
I don’t owe the world anything.
People always look straight through me.
Not what I planned and not what I was hoping.
Because the world is dead to me…
And I’m dead to the world.
There I go…
A shadow… On the road… Of life.
Lost with no future, Nameless, Nameless.
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