Centerville, TN

I grew up thinking 

this is how I have to be 

look like everyone else

act the same way

 

we're in the middle of nowhere

I could never understand

how someone could settle here 

and think it's a dream

 

fields and fields of nothing

only run down shops

and closed minded inhabitants

who never escape

 

I always knew there was more to me

than this town could offer

once I escaped

I had the world at my feet

 

now I come back 

to where it all began

sit alone at the park

where I wrote my lyrics on the fence

 

I see the people that roam here

and wonder if they know 

that there's more to offer 

than this town could possibly hold

This poem is about: 
Me
My community

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