Not a "suitable" boy

I never wore a suit fearing it would never suit,
never did a thing against for I thought it would hurt them
never did them proud, never got a pat
sometimes I wish and I wonder it would have meant the world
is all I ponder...

Never walked the road which was easy for I thought it is not adventurous
repeated every mistake many time but never ceased to wonder
tried by best to 'be' but they never let me 'be'

Never drove thought it was'nt mine can't bash it up
bashed up my life never cared twice
in fragments of questions of whom to be and whom not to be

I sit and wonder will there be ever a suit which will suit
a thought which would linger on as long as I ponder
a road interesting to walk and not be killed and battered
will there ever be a house where I can turn in and never wander 

why hold back...

Its once we live then why die every moment
why die in the weight of others ambitions
why pose questions for which the answer always leads to misery
why doubt yourself when you are all you have to live with
why to run away from oneself when there are others to run from
why repeat the same mistake and never learn from them
why get tied to chains and bounds, why not live free
why to prick yourself to feel alive, when there is a life waiting within and outside
why not travel within and out to sail and discover
this is the only life I have I dont want to die till I cover all that my heart desires