You can go from being happy for a day or two,
to remembering why you were so sad in the first place,
and completely throw aside all the happiness
and forget its very existence until it knocks at your door again
and you actually get up and answer it.

India, China,
Venice and Rome.
Oh, the places I will go.

Lisbon, Paris,
Vancouver and Peru.
Oh, the places I will travel through.

Istanbul, Dublin,
Kenya and Cairo.
Oh, the places I will go.

Today,
I put a lot of thought into my future,
dreamed of new dreams,
have myself looking forward
to more than just one thing.
And, most of all,
I just don't feel like crying anymore.

Why do you care about me?
I'm nothing like you.

I fit in over There
more than I do over Here.
Though Here is where my heart is,
There is so much more comforting.

They don't force me to do things There,
they want me to be with them when I'm over There.
Here, I'm forced to do things
that make me want to pull my teeth out.
Here, I follow them around like a lost puppy looking for food.

Though Here is much more eye-appealing,
There is the only place I wish to be.
As long as I'm with the people There,
I am happy that I'm Anywhere.