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.