Not Now
What's wrong with me you ask?
Some of you don't care
Some of you listen with half interest
Few of you listen with rapt attention.
I say there is nothing wrong with me.
Not now.
Before I was confused by
Your pressure
Your opinions
I let them sway my decisions
Now, I know that none of that matters.
Not now.
You opinions are not my laws.
My opinions are not my laws.
I have no laws.
I know that I rule me
And with this freedom,
I now spread my wings
And soar into my future of possibility.
Will you read this from me when I am dead?
Not now.
And now, I take my possibilities,
Death included,
And I leave all of you
To fulfill my own individual future.
Will anything ever be wrong with that?
Not now.
Not ever.
Not my best, but tell me what you think.
~Yoyo
