I have little
To no reason
To do anything today
I won’t be paid
Despite my best efforts
And despite
What I need to survive
So why should I do anything
I have dreams
But I had them before, too
And they got me here
To thanklessness
So why follow them
Into another abyss
Because there’s no other choice
Chase your dreams
Or chase someone else’s
Freedom is reserved
For the dead
If chasing dreams isn’t our purpose
Then what is?
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