knowing there's nothing left for you here
and wanting to leave.
I know there's nothing left for me.
I don't want to leave.
There's too much ahead.
Too many could-be's and what-ifs.
I'm heading into the unknown.
Maybe there will be something for me there.
Okay, yeah,
I know there will be.
I just wish I knew what
and with who
and how
and when
it'll all come hurling at me
so I can be ready.
But I guess we never can be.
We just have to take it in
moment by moment.
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