Wandering

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Have you ever wondered

What if I ran away?

Would they even notice

If I suddenly went astray?

Suppose they took a day

Would I then be easily found?

Or how about a week, a month,

Perhaps then they will believe

That I am simply gone

Not worth their time


But maybe they would worry

And search until I'm back

Asking what had happened

Curious as to why.

And what then if I told them

That it is them I tire of

The strife that they are causing

By merely being blind.


They are blind to my emotion

Unaware of my hopes and dreams.

And yet they suppose they know me- understand me

So they tell me I'm insane.

Still yet they do not notice

How far away I go before returning home.


Long now have I wandered

So far have I gone

It seems I am forgotten

Where once I called home


But only for a time

And now I hear them calling

It only took a year

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