It's clear to see
in dull, daily repetition
Ive grown stir crazy
eyes only seeking expedition
Adventure awaits
on the horizon and in the sky
Yet I'm home in my cage
sighing as life ticks by
I used to believe
your presence was my anchor
but lately I've come to see
that I'm the common denominator
Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 2:45 AM UTC
It's clear to see
in dull, daily repetition
Ive grown stir crazy
eyes only seeking expedition
Adventure awaits
on the horizon and in the sky
Yet I'm home in my cage
sighing as life ticks by
I used to believe
your presence was my anchor
but lately I've come to see
that I'm the common denominator
Epiphany. I need to find a hobby.
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