• Am I the only one,
    Who wishes life had a script?
    I'd know the scenes and in-betweens,
    And all who played in it.
    I'd know my lines and what to say,
    And how this story ends,
    I'd know ahead, who my enemies were,
    And who really are my friends.
    I'd know when I'd cry, I'd know when I'd laugh
    And with whom I'd fall in love,
    I'd know when to enter, exit, stay,
    Or I could cross out all the above...
    ...
    Am I the only one,
    Who is glad life doesn't have a script?
    I think it seems more fun,
    To be surprised from who enters it.
    Cause when we all just read from the lines,
    And nothing in between,
    How are we ever suppose to really learn,
    What this crazy, lovable life really means?