Swaying in the breeze
my mind wonders
what's really out there?
out in the real world
what is there in store for me?
every thing is uncertain
counting down the days
am i moving on or running away?
what would be the smart move?
what does my heart want?
i am stranger to myself
i don't know what i want
i miss being real
maybe once I'm out
free on my own
things will come back to me
everything will feel right again
time seems to stand still
so many stress factors
trying to please everyone
nothings ever good enough
gets me no where
how come all of a sudden
everything seems blurry?
its hard to pretend
i just want to sit and think
take away all these other things
give me some time
to think things through
to make sense or everything
feels like I'm suffocating
i just want to be me
i want to be happy
please set me free
