If there’s a place in my future 
Where I belong and feel happy 
Please, let me go. 
 
If there’s a time 
When I don’t have to worry about money, 
I will endure. 
 
But I can’t handle not knowing 
It keeps me up at night 
Scares me as much as dying 
Makes me doubt the grind. 
 
Better to worry about my present 
Than live with the uncertainty of what’s to come 
I only wish to enact my passions 
Everything else, I can live without.