I wish you had like a physical office
That way I’d just march in and we’d talk face to face
Maybe then I wouldn’t feel like you’re in a hiding place
Probably then you’d answer my endless questions
And I wouldn’t walk this life like I never had clear directions
Cos I would talk to you and I would see you reactions
I wonder if we’d talk, or is it all in my mind?
My plea seem to be one sided
Did what I crave ever matter?
Why do you have to be so far away?
Or rather why do I feel so far away?
I just can’t find my way
I’ve no clue what plans you have for me
And yet obedience is what you demand of me
Is this what is to be of me?
To go, with no clue of where I’m headed?
To dream, but to never see any of these dreams happen?
Aren’t you the one who put them in my head?
Why would you do that?
Only let me imagine …
But never get to experience …
Nothing is clear
It seems pointless
All I see are strange clouds