Floating

I wander in a daze A rolling stone forever on the move Always on a journey to somewhere far away I search incessantly Seeking out the new The secret The haunting I pursue dreams that never become reality I am always lost The allure of the unseen view The pull of the oppressive fantasies in my head Propel me stubbornly onwards I set myself no target Nor do I need a plan I roll and just Keep rolling on I drift I float I stumble headlong Into a new day that Is the same as any other I leave people and things behind My back is always to the past My anxieties about tomorrow Eternally Push me on I have just a few unintended regrets That haunt me occasionally I sometimes care not what I leave behind I like to keep my own company No roots I lay down to stifle me I want space and Moving on is best for me I sustain myself through Myself alone NO ONE gets attached too long to me I often act selfishly In order to protect me I feel lonely fleetingly I sometimes doubt my sense of irresponsibility I am not often true to me I resist strongly the urges to stop Turning back is pointless to me I always find a reason to Keep moving on