Gypsy

Moving from place to place

running from my past

Wanting nothing more then to settle down

but it will never last

Each time i move i think it’s over

And finally I’m home

but soon it starts stirring inside

Yearning for the unknown

A different reason or worse, excuse

to uproot my whole life

thinking this new place will fix it all

But reality cuts like a knife

This time it’s different or so i think

I’ll try and make it work

But try as i might I’ll soon fail

And I’ll only end up hurt

Continuously moving

Each place I’ll make new friends

Never to settle and build my life

My curse

The gypsy within.