Caution: Whininess and Crappy Poetry Contained Herein

wish i could fly
wish i could kick off from the ground
and escape this life for a while
wish i felt free
wish none of this shit mattered
wish you were more
than my imagination
music makes me want to run off
wish i could pick up and go
wish i wasn't tied to all these things
none of them matter
want to drive off into the night
forget my life
be no one for a while
wish i could fly

i remember when i wanted to run away with you
but now i just want to run

(no subject)

so i'm fighting the urge to just walk out the door and keep on walking. i get this way a lot. that's why i shouldn't commit to anything. if i didn't need a job, i wouldn't even have that. i just want to wander and live and not worry about anything. the night i spent at the beach listening to dave matthews...it would have been something to just not leave. i wish i could just drive on and on with no material concerns at all. no food, no money, no gas, no sleep. none of the shit that you need to do so your life has punctuation. just one big long daydream forever. i just want to keep on running. i want it to always be may. i guess part of me really does hate all that petty day-to-day stuff. and part of me hates existential angst, so i guess i can't win.

:o P