The Endless Search

There’s so many times, we end up alone
No longer signs, for a place called home
It’s all the same, a trivial game
What you need, to escape the lame
Push and shove, burn all your bridges
No hate or love, gone are hedges
Letting things go, to be as they are
Feeling the flow, from a distant star
What happens next, nothing too exciting
Just like before, nobody inviting
Keep on walking, make another stand
All you can do, in the modern land
Another door shut, left in the cold
Never paid respect, to the chosen mold
Get what you deserve, but never got much
No baggage to lose, dropping your crutch
Finally at the end, nothing has changed
You never did win, remained as strange
The only thing to claim, was a life of your own
The endless search, for a place to call home