Me and my sister

Friday, July 31, 2009

Trying to Get Home

I’m on the road again,
Trying to get through the tough times in my life.
On the road to no-where.
Trying to get home.

I am in a hurry,
The road is wet,
So I go slow.
I’ve just came from the store,
Trying to get home.

I have a family waiting for me,
And I don’t want to crash.
Like I did before.
Trying to get home.

The drive is long.
It seems longer as I go.
I don’t want to stop,
For fear I won’t get home.

I dare don’t look over the edge,
For fear I might fall.
I don’t like it up here.
And just want to get home.

I wish I could get home,
By some sort of magic.
But it’s the real world,
And I know I can’t.

I know what I would do if I ever crashed.
Do you?
I just pray to God it never happens.
But if it did I would just pray,
I will be all right to live another day.

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