Directional

View. A different view

I'm quite through

Think I'll go outside and

Run around til I fall down

But my feet are bound

But I look around me

Tall shadows whisper

What I used to be

I know. Hear it every day

I'd like to run a little further

I'll find my way

You. A different you

Directions skewed

Your skills aren't

What they used to be

It's not the same

(but It's new terrain)

But it looks the same

When I was a boy

Getting lost was such a joy

I know. Hear it everyday

I have a compass

The map should show my way