i have urges
ripping up my mind
stomping on my morals
i have urges to disappear
gently and quietly
to turn around and walk one way
never looking back
i’m bored.
i’ve got urges to leave
don’t tie me down
i have urges that i bet you don’t know about
i’m not who you think i am
i’m not who anyone thinks i am
i’m not who
i
think i am
i’m different now
i’m ready for change
i’ve grown out of this town
everything just stays the same