Why am I this way?
Is it because I don’t listen to each and everything you say?
I know I should, but for some reason I always stray.
Just living life day by day, trying to find my own way
Day after day, night after night waiting for my life to take flight
I almost got it, I’m about to go
Still I don’t know which way to go
I talk to you when it’s bad
I write when I’m sad
I forget to look at the heavens when I’m real mad.
When I don’t get my way it gets to me
I feel pain and a lot of misery
It’s a mystery that’s what I say
But you’re the one who knows my way.
You know where I will be in life.
I’m just here trying to enjoy the flight.
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