My hair is brown,
my eyes are blue.
But that’s not all there is to me,
is that all to you?

I want to see things,
and to travel.
Go explore new places,
And leave this plain old gravel!

“You supposed to be! You WILL be”
that’s all I seem to hear.
I do try and overcome this,
This existential fear.

You see I want to find something,
the measure of life!
I think that it is to be happy,
And overcome this strife!

However sometimes,
I don’t understand.
what they say is not what I see,
nor what I planned!!