I do not know where I am
I do not know how I got here
All I know is I cannot stay
I must leave, come what may.
I do not know where to go
I do not know how to get there
All I know is I must be away
I must move, whatever the way.
I cannot stay, I must move away
What or who, makes me this say?
Is it pain, anxiety and suffering?
Will they go away with all the moving?
With no destination and no path
Am I simply running from the truth?
If that is so, is it so wrong
to not want this despair lifelong?
Show me the destination, oh Lord
and I shall find the way.
Show me a way, dear God
and I shall reach my station.
Don’t ask me to live, leaving me with neither
Don’t ask a bird to fly, after clipping its last feather
Give me hope, give me some fuel
For I am not ready, to throw in the towel.