Life is not a movie, song, or Sex and the City life contains boo- boos and bad hair cuts

I wanna drive till I hit the ocean side

wind in hair

but instead I turn and I do the right thing

Song lyrics pour into my head

I'm wishing life was a movie

instead I'm sent on errands

I trip and bruise my knee

such is life

I wanna be there

but when I get there

here is where I crave

so i turn around

counted on

and ask
"Why did we ever meet"
 i like hands
because fingerprints
are always left behind unseen