Nowhere
I feel like I'll get pushed out
Let go
Turned away
Lost in this world
With only materials that'll get
me by
On my feet
Nothin to eat
I'll get there
On the road
Have no home
I'll get there
I go slow
Invisible
Eventually I'll get there
There,is nowhere
Nothing is waiting for me
But I'll get there
High roads
And dust
Clocks melted
Time is slow
Sometimes
I have no energy
But none of that matters
I've told you before
I'll tell you again
Nowhere is where I'll go
And nowhere is where I'll end
Copyright © Anna J Carroll | Year Posted 2012
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