I usually go with the flow,
Let it take me someplace to go.
Still I had always wanted to know,
Where I it was that made up my destination.
A resteration of the unknown.
I wasn't so sure.
Always unsure of where I wanted to go.
I of course stayed on the boring flow.
No knowing were to go.
I'd scream just to get out.
Sometimes I'd even pout,
But isn't that what life is all about?
Shout no!
Run away its time for chang.
Fly up as high as you can,
Spread those wings as wide as the can go.
Till you hit reality.
You hit the ground.
All we do is go with the flow.
We can dream,
But when we fly to high;
We always come crashing down.
I have no idea were i'm going,
All I know is that I can't stop flowing.
Fearing of the fall.
Life is a flow.
In life do we really know where to go?
Welcome to lifes flow.
