And I finally do not think.

What if you told me how I’ve been good 

What if I told you I’ve done as I should

What if life wasn’t the way it must be 

What if you ignited my desires to see

To finally unleash the true me…

The connection is strong but the wants are adrift 

I tell you my wants and I’m left feeling … a shift

A shift of wants a shift of basic self ..

Inevitably putting real me on the shelf

I’m sick of it here I want what I want

Am I spoiled? Ungrateful? My thoughts do taunt.