I want to cry, and scream, and yell.
I want to complain, and raise all hell.
I don't want to sit and be complacent,
I want to be free, see the bar and raise it.
I want to feel better, be better, see better,
I just want it all to be better.
I thought that it would and that I'd glide with ease
I really thought i wouldn't get cold feet.
I know now that I can never commit,
that life and it's friends is something i omit.
But give me some peace as I cry and complain
as in real life, it'd never be the same.