It's a dark city night
The streets lit up dimly by streetlights
A gentle rain pours down on my face
I don't mind it though
The rain gives me comfort for some reason
Even makes me crack the occasional smile

I stop to think about my life
Wants to travel - doesn't want to work
Wants to make a name for himself - doesn't want to try
Wants so much more
But just dragged down by this nagging feeling.

It's a pain
Been with me since I can remember
I'd just like to be free from it ya know.

Be something more than myself.
Still me, just. Better.

There is so much I want to do and yet I can never in a million years see myself doing any of these things.

Why is this?

Who knows.

The pendulum just keeps on swinging regardless.

Maybe I wasn't taught certain things in life.
Maybe I've already missed my chance.

Life goes on though.