it took me quite some time to accept that a consequence of living is dying but I just can't accept that a consequence of loving is trying because all decisions we make along the way have no purpose at all then why bother and try at all and it turned out as a matter of fact that 9to5 killed the illusion of life we had as a child so life passes by and death passes through while cuffed to our daily routines we do whats left to do I have already spent too much time and too much breath I have already tried to run away as fast as I can another breath a breakdown get up start all over again