Can’t give you any reasons, can’t think of any rhymes
Not getting any easier to stay between the lines
I’ve got lots of excuses so I’ll be justified
Someday my heart will tell me how often I have lied
Why do I do what I do?
So many times it happens, I act and then regret
So many things occurring I just cannot accept
One day I might have answers, perhaps I’ll never know
Just have to learn the lessons but it all comes too slow
Why do I do what I do?
So analyze the queries and agonize each day
It’s no surprise the theories won’t chase the doubts away
I make believe I’m okay but that’s naïve, I know
For I perceive that someday, someway I still need to grow.
Why do I do what I do?
They say it takes a lifetime to finally understand
But I’m all out of patience ‘cause it’s all out of hand
So, show me which direction and I will turn my heart
I’ll step into the future and play a brand new part.
Why do I do what I do?
I can now see the portal
From here to the next
My last tangible feel
Was my smashed phone with a text
That very instant before death
We must all patronize time
Please navigate wisely
and always stay between the lines
These electronics will intrigue you
each and every day
The fixation that they cause
Can leave you in a very bad way
This revelation from death
Now comes with a price
The spontaneous excitement that they bring
Can also take your life
Driving down the Road,
Which seemed curvy and long
I started to listen to my favorite song
It reminded me to focus
Not to stray from my goal
Not to get discouraged by the distance
or the future that i know
Although the obstacles will be a challenge
I know if I keep driving I will manage
Look straight ahead
It will all be fine
If i stay between the lines
I know where I'm supposed to be
This particular road is just for me
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