Jelly Surfing

I feel like Peter Pan looking in through your window I'm jealous of your plans while I stand here in limbo and All of my friends started families of their own I'm happy for them but, damn, I'm in Neverland Where nothing ever seems to happen I'm jelly surfing Ok, stop A month in Japan, Huntington, then to Rio I'm watching 'em win, while I'm spinning my wheels I shy from the world as I'm shifting my gears My snippets on the 'Gram, left intentionally unclear So people have nothing to jeer what are you doing? Broke, I pretend that I meant to be here When my flop era ends will I grin thinking of these past years I should've never had no need for jelly surfing But now I look, to everyone, like the unsavory son Without an ounce of aplomb And with a useless diploma And I am battling the voices in the back of my dome Tell me I'm living it wrong I should be further along Don't want my life plans fueled by a fear That I will look foolish to the tune of my peers But I can't help comparing to conventional ideals And I could make an end of my Torture-like pastime, yet I'm jelly surfing I'm jelly surfing I'm happy for them but Damn, I'm in Neverland Where nothing ever seems to happen Should I not go and find out But now I know that there ain't no doubt I'm jelly surfing (through your window)