I need to figure out if the grass really is greener
Test the waters of my own level of comfort
Allow myself to live because I’ve always been a dreamer
Open my eyes to a new world around me
The feelings ARE there, but so is the wonder
The wondering, wandering, yearning need to explore
Explore my options; explore the world, without having to ponder
If I’m settling, falling, or running away
So many ‘what ifs’ make me wonder ‘what if’?
What if there’s something out there that I’m missing?
I’d never know and neither would you
If there was something better or nothing comparable
If this is to be, if there is nothing better
It’ll happen on its own and there won’t be a question
But there are still questions and concerns in my head
That may not be cured by time alone anymore
I may eat my words later and hate this moment of existence
But I feel like I’m trapped in this cage of unfinished business and feelings
The worry makes me weary, the fear makes me frazzled
I don’t want to fuck up but I need to know all of these things for sure
Are we for sure “it”?
Is the old catch-phrase not 100% accurate
The one that inevitably started this mess
It must have happened for a reason, but you’d never say
I’m still holding grudges, still unable to forget
I’m still questioning and wondering and unable to find answers
To thoughts and feelings that are rushing in my mind
And all of this temptation around me is putting me in a bind.
Test the waters of my own level of comfort
Allow myself to live because I’ve always been a dreamer
Open my eyes to a new world around me
The feelings ARE there, but so is the wonder
The wondering, wandering, yearning need to explore
Explore my options; explore the world, without having to ponder
If I’m settling, falling, or running away
So many ‘what ifs’ make me wonder ‘what if’?
What if there’s something out there that I’m missing?
I’d never know and neither would you
If there was something better or nothing comparable
If this is to be, if there is nothing better
It’ll happen on its own and there won’t be a question
But there are still questions and concerns in my head
That may not be cured by time alone anymore
I may eat my words later and hate this moment of existence
But I feel like I’m trapped in this cage of unfinished business and feelings
The worry makes me weary, the fear makes me frazzled
I don’t want to fuck up but I need to know all of these things for sure
Are we for sure “it”?
Is the old catch-phrase not 100% accurate
The one that inevitably started this mess
It must have happened for a reason, but you’d never say
I’m still holding grudges, still unable to forget
I’m still questioning and wondering and unable to find answers
To thoughts and feelings that are rushing in my mind
And all of this temptation around me is putting me in a bind.
Author notes
I seem to keep making mistakes, I seem to keep digging my own grave, but regardless of my feelings, there are more than just THOSE and I feel I never got my chance to explore and discover myself. I need that. I'll have too many questions at the end of my life if I can't have this time... if I'm not allowed to have this time.
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Whats so fucking sad is even if you did explore Jake I love you so much I'd still wait for you. I'm a fool for ever leaving and a tool for you, but I can live with that. Explore if you must. A wise man once said, "If its true, then whom you do love will come back when you set her free."

