There’s an aching in my legs, a burning in my thighs
Begging for relief, to find the peace to satisfy
The desire to leave it all behind, to break free of these ropes
That bind me down to the same damn ground, to the ties that choke
My spirit, shadowed, discontent, uncertain of what I need
All I know is that my home is never what I leave
This unquenchable thirst that dries my throat
A magnetic pull to the unknown
Without direction or a compass, I travel utterly alone
Not knowing is comforting, the unfamiliar welcomes me home
Writhing, pining, desperate to set myself free
To un-barricade this masquerade, leave behind this hypocrisy
The paths lay down before me, they bend on one knee
The roads they rise behind me, urge me onward impatiently
And all the world to be seen and known, for my own two eyes to see
Hides away, maybe another day,
But not a day in the life of someone like me
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