I remember when I used to look up to these people, wanting to look like them, be like them, be them. An yesterday I caught myself dismissing them as wannabes, remembering how I used to idolize them.
All I want to know is -
If I went from aspiring to, to aspiring away from; if I went from one end to the other;
Why can't I remember ever actually being them?
coz u were never one of them??
ReplyDeleteSometimes I'm in the mood, I wanna leave my lonesome home
ReplyDeleteAnd sometimes I'm in the mood, I wanna hear my milk cow moan
And sometimes I'm in the mood, I wanna hit the highway road
But then again, but then again, I said oh, I said oh, I said
Oh babe, I'm in the mood for you.