Left home

March 14, 2015

Meeting you again
Was like opening a window
And exploring the life
I left behind
You seem stuck in your ways
with a plan to get out
But is it like
The pyrite promises passed in youth
Will you really uproot and move
Make time and leave it all behind
I think not.
It’s the small town fallacy
That draw of not knowing
The uncertainty of motion
You cannot just lift a tree
It’s all you’ve ever known
And it is time you were shown
How much more you could have been


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