One-Way Lane

They never asked if I wanted to go

I guess it hadn’t crossed their minds

But of course I was to go

I was never told to do otherwise

There were no options to choose from, no, not even one

The lesson I should have learned was to speak for myself instead of holding my tongue.

They never asked where I wanted to go

I suppose they always thought I would stay near by

But I have dreams that they let run out their ears

I am talking crazy is what they say

For reaching for the sky

The lesson I should have learned was to follow my own path and drive.

I don’t know why I want to leave

I don’t know what career is best for me

I don’t know why being here is not good enough

I don’t know what I’m doing

I’m just a kid; I don’t know anything

They say.

I have heard this endless lecture more times than I can bear

But it is my fault for not making myself clear.

I should have said I am leaving to start my own adventure

Maybe if you had unleashed me I wouldn’t strive so hard to venture

I should have said once I find my passion I will pursue it

Making money is far from my mind and I’m not worried about it one bit

I should have said my dream is to travel and staying here is holding me back

I should have said my ideal plans did not work out but now I’m on track

I should have said your words will not break me; no they won’t make me crack

But I did not say those things

And so I only have one way to go.

 

 

 

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My family
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