Somewhere else is where I am and another place is where I want to be, defining who I am by the person I want to be.

It’s strange these days have changed everything but I keep holding on to the things certain like the words I string together from time to time to pass the seasons.

Waking up early I found my motivation in the moving from one place to another. I left all that I was for what I could become someday, somehow.

I sit and wait for time to find me stranded amongst my thoughts, as the memories crowd my mind with glimpses of a time before now.

I want to be more than what I was but I fear becoming trapped my own doubt and uncertainty.

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