On the other side of the world
There's a man waiting for me
To come home
                  But I fear I'm not ready.


On the other side of the clouds
There's a life waiting for me
Pre-ordained (by me)
                  But I'm not sure it's mine anymore.

On the other side
There's a structure (a boy a car a house a
Schedule a title a reputation)
                  That I'd like to give away.

Surely I could stay here a while longer
Finding myself, learning who I am without
All the baggage
                  That comes with being me.

08/15/2008

Posted on 09/11/2008
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