Who am I?
Why am I here?
I want to settle down,
(I think.)
Start my life.
Single...a wife?
Where do I start?
Hell if I know.
Where am I going?
I'm scared to make the wrong decision.
Scared to make
any
decision...
"Prioritize," they say.
I can't.
I want it all.
Why should I have to decide?
I want the dream;
but,
I'm not really sure what it is...
The Dream.
Try the reality.
Life ain't easy, kid.
You gotta pick your shots and go for yours.
I hate getting hit, though.
What do I do?
Can it be
that it was
all
so simple then?
Or, was it just
different?
Who has the answers?
God?
I really don't think he's listening.
It's still the seventh day.
He's out back,
under a tree taking a nap.
I'm on my own.
But,
where am I going?
I need to decide.
Can't try to hide.
Do I continue as I am?
Nine-to-five Running the race that doesn't end,
til I die.
Do I continue living this lie?
Who am I?
Why am I here?
Who am I, why am I here, where am I going and
how the fuck do I get there?
I don't know...
Do you?
Guy LeCharles Gonzalez
