Best not to give advice
Better to improve your own life
Who are we to pass judgment on others
We can barely manage to end our own strife
Sometimes I want to run away
Sometimes I want to run to you
Best to figure out what I’m running from
Than to bring it to your doorstep without any clue
We make choices
Our expectations are filled with our desire
If only we can catch a break?
If only we can acquire?
And so I ask myself the tough questions
I know I have to be real
I must live my life
And only strive for the ideal