I am destined to change my mind.
I am doomed to catch colds
And waste so much precious time.
I am prone to be a dreamer
And get angry when it's just a dream.
How can anyone be content with
A cookie-cutter reality?
There's plenty of time to take chances;
You don't know if you don't try.
I'd rather waste time trying than
Be content with wonder passing by.
So I'm okay if I keep failing, at least
I bounced ideas off the wall.
Those ideas will crack the bricks
And make the blockade fall.