when you feel the objectives in your life are none
when nothing anymore gives you fun,

when you're at a point that has no thread
when you feel the monotonous virus has spread

affecting you hard leaving no cure
when you've submitted yourself as a whore,

for time to rape you again & again
you've mastered the art of experiencing pain,

perhaps submitting to your destiny
thinking happiness awaits not many,

its time then to restructure your plan
leave the course & be a wild man,

go places you never thought you'd go
see things you never thought he'd show,

he hides them till you're ready to see
a day will come when you'll be free...