I'm supposed to be excited for a new life,
hopeful for a new start,
though time is running out, it still feels so far away.

you'll be okay they say,
follow the rules and pray,
keep your nose clean,
keep busy,
keep going.

I struggle to accept this,
it's not like I have a death wish,
but I didn't complain,
while standing in the rain,
if you ask me it's all the same,
we're just little players on this huge fuckin game.