(poems go here) im always wandering
pondering about where i wanna go and where i want to be
im so scared that my wandering will equal squandering
my goals are always so clear yet far from me
im always the last to know, always in the dark and maundering
i wanna be nice guy, the cool guy there all following
isnt there anyone to help me, im hollaring.
im calling, im crawling, i just want be set free
who will love me, who will see me
what the hell am i
always wandering