Seconds tick by
minutes turn to hours
feeling like I'm trapped in time
my mind cowers
not brave enough to face the world
not wanting to open my eyes
afraid to leave this tiny space
not yet ready for good-byes.
today is the day i leave this place
opposed my will
despite my tries
and silent cries
otherwise
tired of moving
of leaving those Ive come to know
and yet the time always comes
for me to go...
changing houses like people change shoes
its hard to feel like a winner
when all it seems i do is lose
patience is thinning
with every new beginning
why cant we just settle down?
I'm so tired of moving around.
