The Auxiliary Theory

I’ve been trying so hard to figure out
What do I want to do
Where do we need to go with this life?
It lies hidden within the rest of our given time
I hear the voice of reason breaking through the silence
Fear the rational chimes of comprehension
As I’m starting to realize
I’m tearing down all the pre-assumptions
Analyzing all the facts of life
Speculate in these misconceptions
Of the predetermined abstracts of your mind
What will I find inside?
Where will I find myself tomorrow
Through all the death, decay and sorrow
Breaking down all inner barriers
Find a way through your mental cage
Follow the path of self-improvement
End the slavery of this internal rage
There is nothing to fear, the nothing is here
Will there be no more tomorrow?
If I could finally find myself
The whispering you hear says there’s nothing to fear
Then turn around to stare and the nothing is there
In a split second it could be all over
We ask ourselves what will we be?
The schizophrenic secondary opinion within
No more tomorrow
Through all the death, decay and sorrow