Time to Go

Everyone seems to know where they are going. Yet everyone seems to feel left behind. School, A career. I don't think it matters.

Highlights of their life posted in a sea of people who have done the same,

There's no original experiences, what a shame.

But sometimes your feet act with a mind of their own,

they see two directions and decide both are the way to go.

They split you down the middle, head to toe,

Torn apart now, where do you go.

They still take you somewhere,

where? you'd never know.

They'd stow you away, no destination in sight,

just a feeling that it's time to go.

Life is different for everyone.

We all know that don't we.

So when do we know it's time to depart when there's no place to go?

If there is no original experience how is everyone still so lost.

Your feet carry you with a dream your mind made up.

Are you schizo?

Was it your heart that told you so?

It's time to go. Time to go.

Are you departing and starting anew or are you running from your problems because you are afraid for the blood in your veins to pop and start to spew.

Is that blood or is it dust.

There was once I thought I knew,

turn left, then right, that's where I'm departing to and the time is now.

The future is now so how am I back where I started.

Turning left then right doesn't make a circle does it.

Unless I turned right when I should've left.

So I left again but nothing felt right.

I think I'm going in circles now.

Where was I supposed to depart to?

Highlights of their life posted in a sea of people who have done the same,

There's no original experiences, what a shame.

That's why you feel lost, you are comparing your normal day to day to someone's highest point.

The place they went isn't a certain for you to go to.

That's their life, that's their path, that's their time.

Now, it's time for you to go, too.

There might not be a certain place,

but what is considered certain at all.

Who is certain at all.

When is your departure time?

I think mine is coming soon.