Travelled

I'm fucking sick, so sick and tired

Of coming back to these broken places

It leaves a hole in me that can never be filled

Walking these streets alone I'm

tired and I'm jaded some, no this

will never be the same old

I'm staying true to the plans in my head

I'm staying true to the plan

Walking these streets alone I'm

tired and I'm jaded some, no this

will never be the same old.

And all the places and all the people

do you regret it would you even know?

Waking up each day trying to face a

cruel world, violence the power of one over another.

This is not how we are meant to live, and this is

not how we are meant to live well

I refuse to be apart of this disease

and I refuse to play that part.