Constantly surrounded by infinite possibilities
Do wrong do right is the question in my mind
Does it really matter? Who really cares?
Should I lose control or stay str8 as my hair
Life is so short, so much I need to do
Danger gives me a rush, but it can be fatal too
Staying on my narrow path, things will surely be ok
But its not what I want, adventure's calling my name
Changes in my life has given it more meaning
The kids, the man, the house, they all need me
Losing control is a lot harder than I thought
My conscience and I disgreed so naturally we fought
Its a daily battle, a real struggle you see
Is wanting to lose control crazy? -It might be
I need to feel alive and learn more about life
But is that even possible? I'm a mom, a 'wife'
Day in day out I'm making other people happy
Is it wrong to feel like my life is passing me?
Well back to my daily responsibilites I go
Though I do love my life, I'll have regrets, I know...
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