escape
I feel like I'm the wind.
Wrapping myself into any shelter.
Anything to stay,
Then a tug.
A longing to leave.
From where I can't stay.
That I've got to grow
That I've got to build into a gust
That I need to be a tornado
Tearing the trees from roots
Roaring across plains.
I feel like I'm the wind
That just came off the ocean