Fear

Fear of the unknown or fear of becoming a mindless drone? That is my only question tonight.

My day was going fine, then at the drop of a dime; I was suddenly runnning out of time.
As I write this at this very moment, a 1000 questions fly through my mind while my tears of frustration all fall in a steady line.

I was always told to never ask what's next......but I'm so fuckin tired of surprises!
I want to know how much time I have left!

Sittin here feeling like Dora the Explorer
Tired of finding out shit the hard way.
Wake up every morning and open my eyes like the box of Pandora.

Keep asking God for more strength, wisdom, patience and courage
How will I know when I'm at the end of my rope??
Right now I feel like I'm about to choke