A Reason
To be anything in this life you need to have drive
A reason to live, a reason to be alive.
I don't, I don't want anything and I do t have a dream
I'm flowing through life like a log in a stream.
Days going by one by one
Nothing to remember and rarely any fun.
I understand that its up to me and this life I could change
But I don't want to, why am I so strange?
I have no will or energy to waste
I'm heading toward death, I should be in a haste.
I lose my time without a care or a tear
I don't understand what it is that I fear.
How do you find a reason to get up and go
How people find a point, I'll honestly never know.
Having money, kids or fame means nothing to me
What is it that I'm supposed to be.
If I don't want to do anything, then why should I
I'm happy chilling and just skating by.
Should I care? Have a want and a dream?
What if I can't stand society's little team?
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