Sometimes it’s like
I’m floating:
Not standing on Earth,
But in my own world.

I want to yell sometimes,
Do whatever I want,
No rules at all...
Just me, myself, and I.

Tell me what you want;
I don’t need to listen,
For I make my own choices
And you just watch.

I want a world
With no problems,
Where everything’s peaceful
And I can live without fear.

This is what I want
But I honestly think
And never believe
That it’s going to happen.