wanderer

packed up my stuff, I'm leaving again
countless trips around the world, where is my end

I am a robot, doing whatever people ask for
I am an actor, acting whatever people want for

no one knows who I am under the mask
I am a wanderer without a heart

I am doing good, trying to please, to satisfy everyone
"Yes you reach 85% of my satisfaction, but 15% more to go"

Since when I am not happy anymore. The smile is FAKE.

"You should not complain everything,
you own too much than others. good job and good pay" says mom

but I give my time and life away instead.

getting used to the circustance surrounded,people are afraid to change
so the crab keeps staying in the shell and still can't see the sunlight

why it's so hard to make a CHANGE? there is no correct answer.

Standing on the crossroad, I'm a wanderer
but it's time to get your ass off


YES what are you waiting for?