As I stare into space like I do every day,
Everything becomes so serene.
I picture myself in a suit holding a book.
For I have to choose one, but it can’t be two.
I’m lost in life, and I struggle to figure out what I'm suppose to do.
What is my purpose, do I have a destiny
Will have a beautiful wife standing next to me and a baby...
A baby that looks like just like me.
Many questions turning into images, but it makes sense, I’m just a confused young man.
Now I wake up from my slumber, and reality is just the same
I try to snap out of it, but nothing seems to change.
For I have these daydreams happening over and over again.