I am been imprisoned in a painting, a painting that looks beautiful to the onlookers. Shows a variety of colors but i am its prisoner for life. It asks us to do what we are supposed to do daily, if we cross those rules the painting will be ruined. Predetermined what we should do, we are left with few options in hand. We have the option of letting loose of these ties that binds, but we are afraid of the uncertainty that arise in due course. But remember either way life is going to be hard. You will be a slave of this life soon, used to the same routine you cant escape the trap... The quicker you leave this quick sand you can escape or you will be a part of it recruiting more victims in this pit.. Life has become in this still portrait in this corporate world, being alone in a cubicle with unknown neighbors, afraid of every moving object behind your back is sick. Let me breath fresh air, let me do what i like, let break free of this frozen world....
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Everybody here is a slave in one way or other. And even after u leave this quick sand, you do not know what the future beholds. So, you can never be sure that escaping from this world would solve your problems. But the ppl arnd will make all the difference and in some ways may delay the thought from ur mind. So, i sincerely hope that we all find such ppl and enjoy as long as the game goes on... one day every1 has to quit!
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