Hobo Road Trip

 So This is it. You said you used to love me but that was yesterday. So now I'm going to pack up my bags and I'm going to go away. Right before I walk out that door, I'm going to check all my things and wish I could have you more. I understand I have hurt you now and I don't have much to say, so I'll catch a cab up to Parlor bay. See you around the world with regret, every time I see you will be like we just met. Now before you kick me out, didn't my thoughts and feelings used to count? From Alaska to Georgia and beyond, I'll be spending time with buddies and mending a bond. Don't you worry, I won't be drinking a lot, I'll just be staring into space from my cot. I might catch a flight down to New Orleans, make some friends, have fun and anything in-between. Can you please just listen to me, this is not the kind of person that I want to be. Everything I did for you was from love and respect. Please take me back before I wreck. I may be a kite dancing in a hurricane or a tree without leaves, but I remember my times with you on those eves. I will gather many things and my time will be short, I'm just happy we aren't settling this in court. I am lucky for all those good times we had, from now on I will always be glad. I may be sitting alone in the street, but think of all the new people I'll meet. I brought that dog into our family and I want him back, plus you still owe me money from my windshield that you cracked. It doesn't matter anymore because I can't afford the car. I can barely support myself with a drink at the bar. You thought I was only there to make you my wife, now you even say that I don't have a life. With the little money that you gave me I'll go buy some clothes, since you kicked me out after I gave you that rose. I emptied my wallet on you, now I'm stuck wondering what came out of the blue. Just be sure that I can't afford anything new. I am living with the low life now, because of you I can't have any chow. I'll do a road trip across the country since I've got nowhere left to go, spent all my money on poker with an all time low. I'll become a famous hitchhiker on I-65, right into that left bend that takes a big dive. I'll just try to get my mind off of you, just remember that those rumors about me were never true. I might get a guitar and sings songs about you, even better that I might try it from a view. I could join a local band and sing the blues, or I could get back up on my feet to try something new. I'll find a realtor and go find a home, the only thing that matters is that I'll be alone. I'll be struggling to find dinner while you have a drink that you sip, meanwhile I'll be on my own hobo road trip.

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