When!?!

When will it be my turn to live the life;

I, always wanted? To see the nest in rear

view mirrors; And look ahead towards the sun and beach; Look what there is to do for me. I am not dead or passing. I'm simply pacing the hall; Oh Awe How I want it all, To be casually refreshing. I want to struggle. I want to earn my keep.

I need to have (ultimately) responsibility.

I need to work and pay my bills.

I need to relax and take my pills.

I need to grow up and get on my feet.

I need to have my place only for me.