I arrived home to my distraction called life, thinking of all the ways it's passed me by. This may be the time the world's in front of me. Still feel like I'm left behind. And now it's spring but it doesn't feel like it anymore cause I'm still stuck behind this door. And looks fade as I'm starring into nothing, moving for somebody else. Just let me leave early, cause I can't sit here like this when I know what it's like out there. There's a lot more earth than me. Yet I still think of the moon and what's passed my eyes can see, the idea's so far from me but there's a lot more worlds than this. I'm left thinking about places I love, places I'll never see. I'm tied down to thoughts of normalcy and complacency.
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