i look at these pictures
pictures of places i might never go to
and i want
and i dream
that maybe one day i'll reach these places
and i hope
that i will never return
i look at the sky
and i want to touch it
i want fly up there like a bird
these are only things i dream of
then i wake up
and i'm still here
in this boring,
dreary town
where not much ever happens
and where no one
ever changes
i'm ready for these places i want to see
i'm ready to touch the sky
i'm just not sure if everyone i love
is ready to see me go
so i'll stay here
in this boring
dreary town
where nothing ever happens
and where no one
ever changes

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