Been drifting for about six months now
With nowhere to go
Toting my luggage with me, trying to find out how
I will make it out here alone, just roaming
With nowhere to go
No one to help me, instead telling me to get a ‘job’
I tell them that you can’t get a job without a home
besides, they see too much potential in me to help me
make it on my own, so I just stay alone, on my own
in the world
The wold is my home; made me see my reality
Provided me a place to stay, a place to play
Refined my heart so I could remain me
Been drifting for over a year now, with so many lessons learned
No more luggage; just a notebook now
With all the lessons learned from my trials
I understood what was going on. Just let it be
Even through all of the bullshit, i’m still me!
celestewriter 