I’m tired of you
and I’m tired of me
Sick of this state of being
that I’m trapped in
Use to be carefree
now I feel captured.
I want out
Out of here
Out of there
I want something open
Fresh and real
The way nature is
The way life in the country is
when No one else is around
I want to be able to breathe again
and not owe you for my breaths
The freedom to jump around
to just enjoy life as is without
Constantly wishing it were something else
I want to love
with fear
Because it’s fear that can make things
feel earthy and alive
It’s a real feeling I haven’t felt
So where are you?
Where is my place?
There’s more to me and
more than this life I’ve living.
So why am I living without?