This road, ugh i hate it
this bumpy cracked road
apperantly its suppose to define me
tell me where im suppose to be
who i am suppose to be
sometimes the turns are too steep
and i leave the road a little bit before coming back to the right road.
is that so wrong to leave the road and see what's outside this perfect way of living
sometimes i get curious
nevertheless i keep going following people's rules
nevertheless i hide the fact that sometimes i get curious
that sometimes i leave the road when no one is looking
because i would be killed if someone saw me.