WaT

I don't understand the path
On which I live my life, but I continued to walk down it
I don't understand the way
In which I live my life, but I stood still
From here on out, the path on which I live my life
Is something that I have to decide for myself
It's alright to not know things like
"What should I be doing?"
The melancholy in my heart
Or even irritation and impatience
I just spoil myself with these
I can give it my best, and surmount the obstacles

Live freely and as you desire
Be naked and expose everything
Move forward freely, as is instinctive
I won't look back, and some day I'll arive
At the future...

Freedom of the heart
I want it, but I lament over it
Freedome of the body
I think that that's just something natural
Assuming selfishness
Or common sense and prejudice
The things that you bind yourself with
Throw them away, and pluge forward

Live freely and as you desire
Be naked and expose everything
Move forward freely, as is instinctive
I won't look back, and some day I'll arive
At the future...

Live freely and as you desire
Be naked and expose everything
Move forward freely, as is instinctive
I won't look back, and some day I'll arive
At the future...