sometimes

i pity you,
you only live life once.. and you spent it planning away...
living a life you organize..
you've got so little freedom for yourself,
why not just let loose once and feel the wind.
you plan and then try to follow,
if you can't, its alright, because that's life
nothing goes as planned.
well i guess you couldn't agree with me
because i'm not you and you're not me
i might regret what i say today
but at least i'm enjoying my way.
you live your kind of life, i just feel you're living a lie.




i just feel for you... my friend (or used to be)