On the move

It's raining. And I hate it. But I like it, now I have a reason to not meet people. I'm sick and tired of always having people telling me where to be and when to be there. I want to have my own way, do things on my own terms. It's like the world doesn't trust me with time, as if they feel the need to always tell me what to do or otherwise I wouldn't do anything. Okey, I probably
wouldn't do that much but at least I'd have a fair shot at happiness, right?
Just let me do what I want, okey?
I just want to be able to choose for myself.