What am I doing here after searching for so long.
and how did I end up here and I know I don't belong.
I took too many left turns and thought right one was wrong.
But I know it's out there so I'll be continuing on.
I've been so many places looking for this dream.
I've been too many places.
I've seen many faces and it really seems
like I've seen too many faces
I've left deposits on river banks with no ATM's
on islands surrounded by seas Caribbean
cascading waterfalls with rivers that flow to these.
Sea beaches and sandy towels on moon lit nights under palm trees
serenading under balconies of villas Mediterranean
catching dreams like butterflies and watching them escape again.
Flower filled hillsides, valleys of grassy green fields
orchards and groves of fruits ripe and ready to peel.
but where have I gone misguided by my past
there's a race to be won and I refuse to be last
time's on the run and I'm trying to catch up
I've tried really hard but was it enough
enough of these games the ball's in my court
the clock never stops and life is too short
What am I doing here and I know I don't belong.
and how did I end up here after searching for so long.
Tuesday
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