Thinking it Through

I'm sick and tired of all
the things that I've gotta do
its standing there like a wall
stopping me from going through

I just wanna climb
the hill thats there
without losing a limb
while fighting that bear

I just wanna be free
and sing with glee
like a blue jay in the sky
as he flies up high

But when you think of reality
your eyes fill with pity
you see it drop like a stone
as you look for it's home