#25

Writing this from the plane.
 Trying to runaway from the life I am all too used to.
Can see anything left for me
But the same old thing 
Where I was 
Wonder 
How long it will take me to Fall on my ass 
With no one to pick me back up 
This will be new 

But new is good 
new is change 
Which is something 
I need 

I can start over now 
I can be 
Me