As I walk , through a crowded hallway I hear their screams, pains, and thoughts, but mine are just as loud. They say the empty can rattles the most, but the weight of the world, sounds the alarms.
The knock is louder than before and the banging never stops. They all begin to run and bumping and knocking each other down, it all just became our options.
The door is now open slightly and nice guys always finish last. It's the place we've chosen and the place that the world, has chosen for us.
Psalm 73:21-28
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