writing out loud

Ive been doing a bit of a spring cleaning and recently came upon these writings from my high school era. It's been 7 years since I've graduated and it's a bit of a shock to see how different I am from then.
Written after my first solo road trip the summer I got my license....it's a Wolfman classic.
Hope you enjoy.

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The road to San Francisco is long and hot
High through the mountains and down across farmland
A slaughterhouse is part of the scenery along the way
It reminds us, nay, it humbles our ego
Life is fleeting, short and beautiful
Akin to a billowing cloud of the blue sky
The dust rises high in the air, suffocating
Whither goest thou? it seems to ask
Make it like a dream, a fairyland
Once upon a time, we went far and wide
Now we are free to go anyplace
The sun does not set for anyone
Only for itself, to quench its savage might
To close your eyes as your dream plies
A hundred miles is a short distance
But your life, eternal and untiring
Never will it stop, until to dust you go
Our muscles strain, our bones creak
Every drop of sweat squeezes out
Fall to your knees upon the dying embers
Clenching fist and clawing at the air
Life is too tired to fight back
Now's our chance to win, to be victorious
Amidst the torment and pain
A soft embrace dissolves it all
Darkness falls upon the weary masses
Rolling across the black asphalt
We heed not their cries
Look up at the silvery moon
Does it not shine so brightly?
End this game and be done
Make it stop, make it stop
I can't feel myself anymore
Wrapped up in daily affairs
Throw away this veil over my eyes
We will walk very far
Til our shoes break down
Our limbs hang heavy
Our backs bent into our waist
Drooping lower and lower to the ground
At last, we can die
Peace from this dream, nightmare
Wish me away from here
Sobbing into my scorched palms
The scars never looked so clear
Ugly lines across my flesh
Raise your eyes toward the sky
The colors of the burning atmosphere
Behold, look upon this grand sight!
I dont ever want it to end
Just wish it gone, make it stop
Over and over and over
Good bye and hello
I've come and gone
Now I'm staying for good
But for how long?
As long as the sun rises
As long as the moon shines

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now, i was able to rethink this as i typed it in...I remember what I was thinking when I originally wrote it and I was trying to convey something that wasn't really tragic or hateful.
But at my age now from then, it's incredible how the perspective and interpretation changes.