I feel like a kettle that’s been boiling over for too long
forgotten, left adrift to find its own solutions
I feel like I have a great, huge responsibility
the gift of a life
where I have so much opportunity
and time as far as the eye can see
I am lucky to have so many paths
but I am also afraid
I am afraid that I’ll make the wrong choices
and waste this glorious life
I’m interested in so many things
but can’t get serious about anything
So, how can one survive without a stable strong-suit?
One view seems so boring
I want to see a kaleidoscope
Life cannot be explained it can only be felt
I just want to eat all the ice cream flavors at once
not be limited to one sweet, sad echo
I want to dive headfirst into the deep end
How do I abide by the speed limit if I’ve got somewhere to be?
So afraid to slow down in one moment
for, when I catch all the fireflies, lick up every drop of snow
I miss thousands of other experiences
If this life is the one and only
I can’t afford to stop at stop signs
I must get my ice cream spoon ready for tasting