Dad said i should get a life, and do what it means to be a man,
Instead of just dreaming and holding a spray can,
Whats life without expression?
I'm just a shell with no emotion,
He told me i need direction,
"Like hey, that job has good money" but comes with such a cost,
Id rather keep a flat wallet,
And how do you know you've found meaning in life when you've always seemed so lost,
I understand what i have in my hands, and i don't want to sound cliché like "man, I'm just a lost teen"
But we all think differently, and i don't want a life with routine,
Life at fifteen was so much easier,
Waiting for the evening end, to head out under the city lights,
From one place to another to end up some place else the next night.