Sitting in my chair Listening to my radio, staring out the window Looking at the kids in the neighborhood Grow up each and everybody Ive been a lot of places and seen a lot of things Now i'm sitting wondering What am i to do now So much to live for in so little time lifes a journey alright A journey to find yourself Do what you like, say what you feel Be sure not ask what if later Writing with a pencil is something we all wish would happen That way when we made a mistake We could easily go and erase it and try again But sad to say writing with a pen isn't easy and tehn we would have an error fre paper But since nobody's perfect, we too are living as pend We make mistakes, we can't erase them But only avoid them or atleast try the next time around If only we were like butterflies When predators come and try to attcak they're unaffected Ha that's funny If only we weren't effected by the obstacles and mistakes we made in life then life would be sweet Now that it's dark outside I close my window, awakening from the dream or maybe it was just a thought I think i've got it I can't let tiem pass me by, but i must pass time by I'm on my to reach the future before it reaches me! <3