Take me home

　

This city

Is my concrete playground

But is the epitome of my boredom

And insecurity.

 

These lousy streets

With no sense of energy

Are the streets I walk

With no enthusiasm.

 

But throw me up.

Drop me.

Catch me before I hit the ground.

Make me feel alive.

 

Take me to the place

Where my heart is

Where it's so quiet you can hear

Everything!

 

Where the bird song seems so loud

Where the heather's scent's so sweet

Where the views are a sight for sore eyes

That's where I long to be

 

No need to watch over your shoulder

The only gun shots are from hunters

Shooting game.

Safe.

 

They say home is where the heart is

But my home isn't here

So take my to that place of freedom

Let the wind be in my hair.