I'm so sick of looking into the future

I'm so sick of looking ahead
So sick of thinking what is next
My mind if full of roadblocks
And my ideas seem to be out of stock
The future is a crazy unknown world
Where nothing is set in stone
And nothing is actually alive
The future is a picture in your mind
That shows you a different time
On the clock and a different town
Separate from the one you live in
The people are different but yet the same
Unfamiliar familiarities rearrange your dreams
Giant windows and foggy mirrors fade in and out
To cause your perceptions to run about
I am just so sick of looking ahead
So sick of thinking what is next