Different Day, Same Place

When I was a young girl,

I would close my eyes when going for a ride out in my dad’s car

And I would imagine that I was someplace far away;

In the jungle, making friends with Tarzan and Jane

Or playing with the Lost Boys down in Neverland.

I always wanted to be an explorer.

 

But now, I have never ventured outside of my own country

My friends come home from New York and Spain every half term

Suitcases laden with souvenirs and memories.

I want to jump on the next plane out of here

But inside my mind is a feeling of fear

Because I am already lost in my comfort zone

What would happen if I got lost so far away from home?

Reviews

[Joiedevivre]

:) so lovely! I remember feeling that way. Surprisingly, being lost abroad usually brings a new kind of self awareness...