"You're gonna regret it later"
"You'll know when you get a little older"
It's always the same thing every time
I'm sick and tired of it, I'm sick and tired of it (Nobody knows)
"What do you wanna do?"
"What do you wanna be when you grow up?
I don't know, it's my first time
I think I'll know once I get to live a little more
Ayy, haha, do this, do that, blah-blah-blah-blah
If I keep ignoring you, I'll have more fun, pop, pop, pop
Your quality is like bubble gum, pum, pum, pum
Ah=yeah, like birds of a feather, they gather
Their lips won't rest, just clap your hands"Lift the blue flag, lift the white flag", "Why aren't you listening?"
"Back in my days...", "Kids these days..."
Oh, dear, why don't you just go on your way?
"I'm right", "I know because I went through it"
Yes sir, yes sir, yes sir (Gracias)Your worries? No, thanks, I'm okay (Oh-ooh)
I'm just doing me (Hey, hey)
Don't say you're doing this for me
Leave me alone, I'm in my own rhythmDancing, dancing, dancing
Move, move, move
Dancing, dancing, dancing (Let's go, let's go)
I'll spend my time however I wantFix on! (Yeah)
I'm shooting, move out the way, I'm coming with a flash (A flash)
One, two, there's silence (Ayy)
Too much interest is poison, so empty your glass, bless up
I'm at the top of the top, I make my catch 100 out of 100 times
Get ready and hold on 'till I bite my own tail"Lift the blue flag, lift the white flag", "Why aren't you listening?"
"Back in my days...", "Kids these days..."
Oh, dear, why don't you just go on your way?
"I'm right", "I know because I went through it"
Yes sir, yes sir, yes sir (Gracias)Your worries? No, thanks, I'm okay (Oh-ooh)
I'm just doing me (Hey, hey)
Don't say you're doing this for me
Leave me alone, I'm in my own rhythmDancing, dancing, dancing
Move, move, move
Dancing, dancing, dancing (Let's go, let's go)
I'll spend my time however I wantDon't, don't do things however you want
Because I know myself pretty well
Whatever it is, I'll do it my way
Just leave me aloneWe are another type
We are another baby
Everyone goes at a different pace
We are all another baby"Listen to me"
"Can't you try it out?"
Yes Sir, Yes Sir, Yes Sir
I'm ok, it's all rightYour worries? no thanks I'm ok
I'm just doing me
Don't say you're doing this for me
Leave me alone, I'm in my own rhythmDancing, dancing, dancing
(Dancing dancing yeah)
Move, move, move (move my body yeah)
Dancing, dancing, dancing (Let's go let's go)
I'll spend my time however I wantWow, it's been more than 2 years, huh? I guess I might just continue doing this here... so basically, I'm here to rant. This song... well... kind of explain what I want to do, but cannot, and I love this song, so so much but I cannot try to convey the message to my life.
You see, I have been living in complete accord to what people in my life say. It's exhausting, actually, constantly trying to live up to their expectations. They might not say it, but I can see the look in their faces, that they expect a whole lot of things from me, of course, being the so called "genius" in the family. Especially now that I'm in a time of my life where I have to choose what I want to do for the rest of it. There have been suggestions, do I even call them that anymore? I call them the options. I have a whole lot. It's mostly on the medical field, but, I guess... I can confess here that I don't want that in my life, but well, I have forfeited my main passion, since, of course, writing isn't going to sustain me in the future, writing stories that would never be published isn't going to pay my bills, to help my family... I thought it would, but turns out I have been scammed... good thing I did not sign the contract. I felt so depressed after that. So I realized, I should go with my main course of action. It hurts, I'm not going to lie, but, what can I do? Mope because I have no passion anymore? Currently on that, on top of not even trying in my studies anymore and just really, let everything I see distract me. I'm just following a system blindly, waiting for it to break, or for it to break me. And it slowly does. Break me, I mean.
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