escrito, reescrito mil vezes e enfim publicado por Yolanda
I break through adulthood
With the same insecurities I had as a teen
It makes me wonder
If there is really any difference in between
My parents expect me to get a job
And to learn to drive my own car
While I stand here still believing
In wishing upon shooting stars
They think I’ll be a perfect lawyer
Or maybe a good scientist
While the thing I most love
Is writing about people that don’t even exist
All the expectations they had
I took them to myself
But now I can’t even get them
Out of my dreams shelf
Job sucks as school did
And as my current life does
All the songs I used to whistle
Turned into an irritating buzz
I wish I had someone to blame
Or even someone to sue
I wish I’d point the finger at my mom
Like Freud taught me to do
But there's no time left to do that
And there's no time left to restart
Now I realize my rhymes are as poor
As my unbeatting cold heart
