Hard to sleep, deep in thought
coped with things never the same
My mind a place that is home
Inner peace within not interrupted
Writing late feels right, a cold peaceful night
The fan blows the cold breeze
The moonlight sets the tone
Not one to argue, writing has become my voice
Not always the hero in others story
Mind my mouth getting heat from others
Spoke my mind now it's time for the third degree
Worked hard made it fun time to let go
Over stayed the welcome can't do anything
Let go find something new full of promise
Hopefully it is true worthy of staying
Over bouncing around being a drifter
Different places that are not a fit another change
Random faces never the same bad with names
On the open road driving takes away the pain