One Day it Will be The Bayou.

You see all these people leaving to california, san antonio, new york, or chicago. Hoping that it was you that were joining these birds in flight. My day will come, and I have to wait it out. It makes me want it even more than before. Gives that extra push that I truly need. Not like the car didn't help as well (haha). I may not like to meet new people but I truly can't wait for that experience. I figured out that I might not go live in New York until... Well a long time. But I know that I'm getting out of this great big state one day. Whether it be to the bayous in Louisiana or the great streets of new york. Where ever it is I am going I know it will be home. I know the roads will be my home for a long time as well. When I start my new life I know I'm starting a new chapter and I can't wait to fill in the blank pages.

As blind as I may be sometimes I know this is what I want. I know this is what I've been waiting for. I don't care about love or significant others. I care about where my life is going. Cause those people come and go. People are just something in the way of many.