I am following you step by step, watching you as you move thru your meaningless life. I find that you float in the background. causing no ripples in time. Are you afraid of what might happen if you actually did something? Is it so hard to stand up and live out a dream? Have you been so tormented by your dissapointments that you no longer look to succeed, but wait for your next failure. I find this hard to believe.
I place my hand on your shoulder, but you do not feel it. Your simple life has me wondering if you are ready for what is about to begin. Can you of all people be the one to lead us thru this horrific event. Why is your life so important? Why have you been chosen? Could this be a test for me and not you? Am I the one being watched? I find myself in doubt of what my mission is. Am I guiding your or are you guiding me?
It is another day and find myself bored watching as you pass life by. You go to work, where you pass out mail to more interesting people than yourself. Than you come home, sit down on your old worn out couch where you watch reruns of old tv shows. You are asleep by the time daylight seems to exist. Plans are never altered and life seems to ignore you as much as ignore it. So, why was i sent here. Is this punishment? What did I do to deserve this?
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