I can't conceive a future
Nothing seems possible
Things won't get any better
I don't see any point
With every thought I have
My fucking stomach sinks
There's really nothing for me
I want out of life
I'll have 100 futures
I have no boundaries
Life is beaming with brightness
I have so much energy
The world is so exciting
I can achieve anything
I have no time to stop
My mind is racing again
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