Society’s Rebel

Here I am in my space.
Going at my own pace.
I don’t have a big, old house.
I don’t have a loving spouse.
I don’t have kids running amuck.
Or schooling that doesn’t suck.
I’m nowhere near gaining a profit.
With my career and empty pockets.
Take a look at the facts and I’m sure you’ll see.
How embarrassing I can be.
Living at home. A part-time gig.
How can one amount to something big?
Build your retirement. Get that 401k.
And make sure not to waste your life away.
Build money now to enjoy down the road.
It’s up to your youth to carry that load.
I’m not the smartest. My head’s in the clouds.
I’d be lying if these thoughts weren’t loud.
But I have dreams and big ambitions.
And I want to give them my every intention.
I don’t have a house.
I don’t have a spouse.
I don’t make a profit.
And I have empty pockets.
But I do have dreams and I do have faith.
That someday it’ll be worth the wait.
A story to tell, and animals to love.
Every gift from God above.
You may think I’m behind. I have no future.
But I’m holding out for the bigger picture.
Don’t mind me. I’m going to be fine.
For it’s only a matter of time.
When dreams come true and I find my place.
But for now I’m going at my own pace.