Taste of Silence

pause,

I've always thought I'll get there sooner than anyone
I was confident I won't fail
And I imagined the road to be easy
"I'll get there," I always say

But these days, I stop dreaming
I stopped running, and somehow, it felt freedom
Maybe I've been too focused on the race
I could not see the warning signs

Ironic that an accident has to happen
For me to realize, I oversped
And that I'm running out of air
And the only solution for me to survive, is to stop.