I want to run away from home
And this boring life
While the television hums
In the backdrop of every day
I dream of places and things
I haven't yet known
As I roam these
All too familiar walls
Where their comfort
No longer satisfies
And these floors
Are worn with grooves
From my restless feet
Gazing now out this window
And reaching as far as my eyes can see
I can't seem to find the pull
I need to be free.
jj