Look down at my feet, so sedentary
Leading up to me are just my lonely steps
Of the times I can’t forget what led me here
But the time is near
With the map of the world ahead of me
I ask countless questions that remain unanswered
But the silence feeds my curiosity
Internally no one speaks but me so I
Don’t have to divide
Possibilities and I can also be a dancer
Tip toe across the world
I’m so at home , this is the place I know
The map of the world
Slows the world down, and now
I fall asleep to its melancholy sound
There’s no other way to be free
Switch off the bias radio and television
Hate to admit it was my best decision and
Broke free of the mold of man
Finally able to breathe an air so clean
Always, Lainey
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