ME.

ME

I want to be Green Day
Well known
And Liked by most

But for now I am Dying To Live
Known by few
And liked by fewer

I dream of country roads
Where everything is beautiful
And nothing could go wrong

But I wake to find highways
Life rushing past
And nothing seems good

I used to be a cat
Carefree with no major responsibilities
And the worst thing was not having treats

But now I am an executive
Rushing around with everything to do
And things seem like they couldn’t get worse