I sit here late at night and watch old movies
I want to feel the life
Just being and doing what I want when I want
Watching those films
Writing crazy stuff late at night
Not getting up until I’m ready
But I am trapped by the life we are expected to lead
Its norms and funny faces
I’ve been a fool for so long
Not looking out for the real things
Playing with what little I had
Without realising that, with a little more effort, I could be free.
I could have been free a long time ago.