Outside your living
life is perfect
everything is great,
going towards your goals
Inside your screaming,
wanting to get out
how can you live this life,
how can you live as told?
they expect you to play a part
life will soon take its own course
just follow along and your set.
a dream job, beautifull house you shall get
Exciting, is it not? you want to believe
your conscience pulling you to follow
when you wake up,
you'll know where you'll be tomorrow
change not happening,
everyday its the same
dullness slowly drawing you insane
change you crave, striving for it
fighting, they start to dissapprove
How could you?, they ask
this is not your chosen task!
away you go, following your own path
society disclaiming, what a waste!
she should have better taste!
what you want is finnally yours
as your loved ones show you the door
was it all worth it? you ask
was giving up that life worth this path?
continueing on, slowly deciding
do i work for me or society?
This was great! I'm sure millions of us working in society has felt this way at one point or another. Indeed it is a constant struggle. Working for yourself is the best choice though. It's way more rewarding.