Desire.

I wish life were as innocent,
As man hunt&play fights,
Just laying on your back,
&looking at the starry nights.

I am sick of being here,
But kind of do not want to leave,
I know that if I do,
Eventually I will grieve,

What I have left behind,
And yet what is to come,
Will always be unknown,
And this to me is dumb.

I like to take chances,
&live on the edge,
I know if I do not do this,
I will forever dredge,

Up what I have done,
&what I did not do,
But I am not one for regrets,
So I think I must unglue,

Myself from this place,
&start in another,
Where I can get away,
From my goddamn mother.

I am so sick of this town,
&sick of my room,
I wish I could sweep out,
My head with a broom.

So tired of decisions,
&tired of mistakes,
I do not care if this is wrong,
&I know those words are fakes.

But I just want to leave,
&have not one regret,
So goodbye to this town,
You I never will forget.

i really want to leave this place. [:/]