Touché

I'm racing against time.
Almost out of lifeline.
Trying hard to survive
This crazy awful dive.

The pressure is on me
If I want to be free
From this prison I’m in
That kept me from flyin’.

Do I have to finish
This not-so-special wish?
Do I have to compete 
In this destined defeat?

Losing my mind right now
In choosing my best how.
I want to win this fight,
But is this really right?

Exhausted from trying,
My soul is now crying.
It’s time to save myself
From this dirty old shelf.

It’s time to make a choice
Amidst this crazy noise.
Let me finish this mess
Using my one last best.