FicWad

Standing here with the same old view,
Wishing there was something new,
Why does life have to be this way,
Following a script of what to say.
The same routine happens over again,
I think I’m slowly going insane,
The start of a break down,
From living in this town.
Can’t wait to finally be free,
To move away, show the real me,
Than maybe ill be happy,
Happier than I can ever be.