DontRunMeOver

I planned
I planned
The future to the smallest detail

Yet the dreams
Life provides
Surpass those we thought up ourselves

For you
Were not designed
By my hand
I truly thank
Your parents
They must be far better artists
Than I

As a boy
As a boy
An explorer I hoped to become

Yet expedition
Is futile
When what you need is right here at home

You
Do not fit
Within my plans
So I alter them to suit
Around your figure I shall draw
My whole life

My one single reason
One single motive
To scratch these itchy feet
And to stay

One single reason
One single motive
Not to leave this rainy island
Today

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