A quest for satisfaction,
I jump from one thing to another, hoping the next will quench my thirst for fulfilment.
Stability is not my friend, it\'s stifling
I can\'t stand a life of \'this is it\'
The day to day, mundane, it\'s suffocating.
I break free, run away and repeat the cycle again
Life would be easier if I knew what it was I am looking for,
A needle in a haystack with no idea what the needle is or why I\'m looking for it.
I thought I wanted love, then I got it and it wasn\'t as I imagined.
I thought I wanted a house, I got it and it wasn\'t as I imagined.
I thought I wanted freedom, I created it and it wasn\'t as I imagined.
I\'m beginning to think my imagination is my curse.