Oh, to live as one wishes—
Free from money, feelings, and ***** dishes.
Able to run in the fields and admire the stars,
sip tea at night and heal from your scars.
To learn, to grow, and think thoughts unabound...
To sing loudly and sadly with no one around.
To bother another with trifles of life
And forget the wonders...forget the strife.
People are wonderful, full of mystery and sorrow,
But I hate the ones who only think of tomorrow,
And cease to love the beauty in this world,
And think only of money, and drinks to be hurled,
With no rhyme or reason, no purpose at all,
Nothing to appreciate , no reason to fall.
Indifference my enemy, I can’t stand the grey...
People of no opinion, this is your warning: stay away.
