Be Someone

He was the surf god when he was 18.
Everyday at the beach.
He’s 34 now and still seen,
As the surf god, and that’s all he’s achieved.

But in this small town by the sea,
It doesn’t take much to be somebody.
And I just want to flea.
Go somewhere I can give my life meaning.
Where I can achieve something.
Where I can be somebody.

I don’t want to be like the masses.
Going to work everyday or attending classes.
I like to think I make a difference.
And when I die, the whole world ends.

But in this small town by the sea,
It doesn’t take much to be somebody.
And I just want to flea.
Go somewhere I can give my life meaning.
Where I can achieve something.
Where I can be somebody.

Worth worrying

I worry about everything,
I worry about worrying.
Would you still love me if I become boring?
Would you still love me if I screw up everything?

I think about everything,
I think about thinking.
I f I’m done studying would my life still be exciting?
Should I lie back, or unfold my wings?

If I don’t pass the next test,
Can I still think I’m the smartest?
When my time comes will it pass me by,
Like another simple piece of my quiet life?
So I hesitate, I ruminate,
Hoping I won’t be bored by fate.
If there’s anything I can stop from happening,
I don’t want to become boring.
That’s worth worrying.