My future

My future seems like a distant memory

Have I been here before?

Nothing seems to surprise me anymore

A man with nothing to lose

A man with no fear

Like a wounded animal

I fight for survival

In this concrete jungle

We were all meant to fail

In order to succeed?

I don’t think so

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