Surefire

There is no hope of bringing back the things I lost
The things I cherished and things I loathed
It was all part of someone else's machinations
I think it pitiful and sad to be that way
There comes a time when you'd want to break free from yourself
Knowing yourself isn't even your own
There is no such thing as freedom
Uncertainty is the only certain thing in life
I hope my being uncertain stays that way
Who knows this uncertain will one day be certain
Finally

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