I Need a Vacation from a Vacation

In a plane I set off for the land of sunny days,
but my mind is in a haze as my body in a craze.
With each mile away a salty drop falls swiftly
as I try to bring a smile with much difficulty.

 

Animals laugh in where dreams come true,
but I stay silent bidding them a poor adieu.
How can I enjoy myself here or any day
when you are many miles so far away.

 

Many miles away, I want to go home now,
but my blood says no while raising a brow.
I am not happy here, I have been here before,
but blood says I must stay here and soar.

 

I just want to see your lovely face once more
to tell you everything before you walk out the door.
The rhymes written here are so poorly done,
but what I want to say has only just begun.