To stray from the chosen path
Is what I live to do.
A chosen path,
With chosen plans.
I want to break the rules.

I don’t know
What’ll become of me,
Who’s uncertain of everything,
But what I love and want to do,
Is who I want to be.

I’m not going to go to college.
I know you wanted me to.
But school just is not for me,
It’s not what I want to do.

I said I want to travel
And make pretty art.
You said, “that’s not a goal,”
But to me it’s just the start.