Lamplife

Sitting here writing under the lamplight,
I can;t help but wonder what my life would be like,
If I decided to do, nothing more nothing less,I
Exactly what I wanted, regardless,
Of what people think I should do with my life.
Ignore what they say is wrong or right.

My mind says no, my heart says yes.
To which do i listen, to pass this test?

Is it money or purpose, that fills up the frame?
I can see the big picture, but still I'm just saying,
It's not the big picture that makes something great,
It's the tiny small details, the icing on the cake.

Maybe I'm nuts, or simply too young.
To know what makes happiness, in the long run.

What if, what if, i'll never know,
Until it's too late, and I'm too old.