I am like a piece of paper
Swaying in the wind.
I like to go where the drift carries me
And don’t like to be pinned.
I ebb and flow with life
With no plans whatsoever.
Ask me what I’ll do tomorrow
I’ll shrug and not say something clever.
I am clean and transparent
With no agenda on my mind.
If you don’t understand me
That’s your problem, not mine.
You have constantly pushed me around
And everywhere I have gone.
I need to put a stop to this
Constant, messing around.
So, what’s going to be different
Starting now, you ask.
I don’t have a plan
But know for sure I won’t be pushed around.
