Sorry About My Nonsense
so this is who
I used to be
I was alone but now
I’m free
I’ve crossed the world
now I know
I’ll still be leaving
coming home
Take back the things you said.
I’ve had enough – I’ll stay in bed.
Third time today – I’ll get the mail.
Need the groceries – need to bail.
Days turn to evenings then to night.
If I don’t sleep then I can’t fight
this sophomore slump that grips me now.
If I asked you why would you tell me how?
If I don’t eat perhaps I’ll fall.
How am I so old and yet so small?
Do you even see that I’m so scared?
How surprised I was to learn you cared?
I’ll sleep tonight – tomorrow came
and told me that I’m not the same.
these are the kids
we used to be
once left alone
maybe you’ll see
we crossed the world
and we came back
our hope reflects
the things we lack
and in the end
although we roam
we always dream
of coming home
