Supposedly a Lullaby

Lately, I've been to lazy to actually write anything. All I've been doing lately is listening to music and being lazy. I want a better bed that feels like nothings there when I lay on it. Like that one place. It felt like heaven. Yet, who knows what heaven feels like. No one can come back when they go there. No ones to tell you if there actually is a thing called heaven.

These days, I feel so out of it. I don't care anymore. I do, but no I don't. Why did I ever do? I needed it but you never gave. I don't expect it anymore, why did I in the first place. I didn't do much for you. At least I thats what you think.

Who will I be, will I chose to be the girl who can change the world. Or just take the opprtunity in front of me. Who will I be, is up to me. All those possibilites. I can change the world, or choose to stand back in the crowd.