i need to get away from the idea
that there is a happiness i need to reconnect with
that the source is in the past
i need to stop looking back
22 with who knows how many years ahead
there's bound to be a face that comes
out of the wood works
makes my head jerk
makes my knees quake
makes my insecurities run away
because they'll know that if they hold me back
i'll never forgive them
when i find that singular soul that could make my mind and body whole
i'll know
so
i didn't find it in the past
i need to quit looking back
