Concrete Stars
13.27 miles later
I'm laying in my driveway
trying to count the stars
I'm doing god a favor
In hope you wont seem as far
I want to go home
300 miles away
you reflect on yellow walls
too hesitant to wish on stars
and hope that they will fall
I wish you could have stayed
your love feels like home
but now I make my way
racing the unknown
I want to go home
Lying in my driveway
I don't know where we are
I don't know where to go
I'm counting concrete stars
and hoping that they'll know
I want to go home.
This poem is about:
Me
My family
Our world