To the other side of the world.
I finally did it,
Packed a bag and left.
Left behind friends and family,
The job I was stuck in,
And the job going nowhere,
Now I’m free.
Free to go where I will.
Do what I want
And make new friends
And yet here I am again
Again feeling a little out of place,
Looking for another thankless job,
As a way of something to do,
Stuck and not wanting to be bored.
Bored leads to dark thoughts,
And feeling useless all over again.
I need to do something productive.
To do something meaningful.