Once upon a time I almost didn’t care
I had so much alone time my soul didn’t impair
But then I started to be everything I was supposed to be
And my life became acceptable to everyone but me.
But going on, the yous were never satisfied
I wanted to make the yous happy and boy did I try
I adopted all the thought patterns losing a soul on the way
I said everything that I was trained and taught to say
But still you were never happy with the you-me
And no one ever was able to believe
Because I was just doing what you wanted me to do
Seems you expected happiness from me being you
I began fighting it; you insulted me for being wrong
You said the real problem was that I wasn’t strong
I became unhappy and you said the problem wasn’t you
No matter what I did, it wasn’t what I was supposed to do
I got classified; I was stuck inside a box
I pounded at the walls; I had forgotten the cost
I had to hit bottom before I really understood
The real problem was that I was trying to live as I should
So I began letting go and relearning about me
It’s a long path remembering to be free
I’m repeating and repeating ’cause it doesn’t matter what you say
I’m going to be me and I’m going to do it my way.
TW Sept 5, 2010
