I’d forgotten who I wanted to be
That I never wanted any of this
That I don’t care about money or things
Cars or houses, clothes or fine dining

I wanted to walk the woods
To sit with strangers in the cafe
Discussing philosophy, science and love
To sit half submerged in a lively stream

It’s not something I wanted anymore
It’s something I want again
I want to feel that I am
Not that I was or will be