I couldn't comprehend the words you spoke
Because my mind was distracting me with words of hope
And I used to believe it'd be okay
But to this day
who knows
Because I've taught myself to be just fine
To travel all paths, not the straight line
I've been told what I'm expected to do
But lately I wonder if that's the difference between me and you
Because you follow what they say
you listen then do and respond "okay"
Yet I put up a fight and make my own rules
Hoping the road will build itself with no tools
And I may be lost for now,
But I think I'm finding myself
And to you that may mean something else
Which is what I hope