no freaking idea where the hell to go,
talking, shouting and crying I liked,
into my brother's stuff I spied..
Have you met me like five years ago,
no freaking idea where the hell to go,
books and more books, oh no no no,
studying was such torture, trust me I know..
Have you met me like one year ago,
no freaking idea where the hell to go,
friends I made, family was away,
still such void , what should I say..
Have you met me like two minutes ago,
still no freaking idea where the hell to go,
wisdom I heard comes with age,
looks like it just didn't find my cage..
Oh Hi..I am me. Nice to meet you.
