Please take me home
Where everything feels the way it should
But how should things feel?
Please take me home
Where I can be myself
And understand who I actually am
Where waking up is hard
And going to sleep is easy
Where the sky is always the right shade of blue
Where the people know my name
And tell me I look like my father
Please take me home
When you find out where I belong
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Sunday, September 1, 2013
The Cycle of Wind
It's funny how life changes
Some nights I fall asleep to my own daydreams of
Who I am
But more
Who I used to be
It's funny how others change
Some days I wake up to the realization that
Everyone I knew is different
But more
The part of them they let me know
It's funny how
Reflecting on it now
That maybe
Possibly
Everything else isn't changing
Maybe I am
It's like the cycle of wind
Every day it touches a new leaf
And every breeze I feel blowing through my long brown hair
Is never the same as the last
And every me I discover
Will never be the same as the last
And I think that's how it's supposed to be
I think that's okay
Some nights I fall asleep to my own daydreams of
Who I am
But more
Who I used to be
It's funny how others change
Some days I wake up to the realization that
Everyone I knew is different
But more
The part of them they let me know
It's funny how
Reflecting on it now
That maybe
Possibly
Everything else isn't changing
Maybe I am
It's like the cycle of wind
Every day it touches a new leaf
And every breeze I feel blowing through my long brown hair
Is never the same as the last
And every me I discover
Will never be the same as the last
And I think that's how it's supposed to be
I think that's okay
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