one day i will have my way,
i will find a place that i want to stay,
i will stop going on the move,
i will finally get into the groove,
it sucks to always be on the go,
finding yourself in places you dont
want to know,
this is a promise that i vow,
i just wish it would happen now,
i find myself in the oddest places,
always seeing so many new faces,
it is sad to live this way,
not having a permanent place to stay,
i always have the motion to flee, but
maybe the person i am running from is me.
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