My life will never be enough for me.
I will always want more than I have received and
I can't help dreaming that things would have turned out differently.
There always seems like there is more to this life;
fascinating scenes entice me as I steal glimpses of the unknown,
but I'm never close enough to reach out and grab it.
There isn't enough time to get it all done
and I think that I'm scared of running out of opportunities.
I don't feel content with what I have.
Call me selfish, call me what you like,
but I can't be satisfied while I'm trapped in the system of this boring life
