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This is my view of uncertainty |
| People have become so easily molded, it's a world of circle bangers fighting off uncertainty. Melded in the comfort of numbers - it's a fire lit by the cloak of comformity. Uncertainty won't lead you to the fountain of dreams, but it won't drag you into the idealistic falsity of hope It's a condition at its core - one that will keep you bounded, and worthlessly centered. Never more, never less. It's a life that can rarely see itself in the mirror, and probably doesn't want to. Uncertainty is falling into a dream and never wanting to come out Uncertainty is wishing on a star that doesn't exist Uncertainty is hanging on pedals that are much too fast Uncertainty is giving a toast that will never last Uncertainty is working on a boat that's already out to sea, and it's staring at a train that's coming towards me The trees sway and the skies shine Birds whistle and the memories whine The galleys gaunt eyes peer to see What wisdom of wishes are coming towards me I'm floating in an ocean of uncertainty Watching my dreams float out sea |