the other side

sometimes i wonder what it's like on the other side
here i am chained down by my responsiblies, morals, values
and there you are dancing in care free sin, always high on some good time
always apart of some artfical happiness
i wonder what it's like on the other side, to be free of guilt and shame
to never to teased, pushed and forced to ambitiously chase after your dreams.
i wonder what its like to choose your own pace, instead of feeling like you are in a race

if crazy because i've always been this way. always cared, always easily hurt, but never kept down. always loved more then i should. always passionate.
but I have come to se that there are very few people like me. there's lives are so simple because, they live in each moment, they are selfish and unconcerned about anyone else.
easily bought with a good time.

i wonder what it is like. i wonder if it's empty somewhere deep behind the smoke. i imagine its like trying to fill a hole that can never be filled
i imagine that it is nice
but i think if I were in your shoes, I would want something else, i would want something more
i'm in my own shoes, and i have something more