Not my favorite drive, southbound on Interstate five.
Cruise control locked just under eighty five.
Temperature outside is close to ninety five.
Volume dialed up, wishin the music was live.
Thinkin what's ahead, not what I left behind.
Four windows down in door panels.
Singin out loud, vocal chords strangled.
Proud of myself for what I just handled.
The life I used to live, disfigured and mangled.
Drivin to a place to focus on bein driven.
Realized its time to find what my life's been missin.
The open road is wonderful, it tells you where your goin.
The destination doesn't matter, it's the journey that's important.
Clarity didn't just come to me, I had to fuckin search.
Finally believin actions not empty promisin words.
I gotta cultivate my character, I know my own damn worth.
I know that I can give love and good love I deserve.
So I'm drivin far away from comfortable mediocrity.
Found the courage inside and fabricated bravery.
My drive to be driven in a world of rampant uncertainty.
And pullin the off the covers of who I know I could be.
Means I can finally stretch myself, unfurl my ageless wings.
The one I used to love and the one who used my love,
I promise ain't stoppin me.
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