Should I go just for the sake of going?
Or do I go away for good, for staying
No matter where I go or where I’ve been,
A whole world remains to be seen,
A wanderlust too deep to redeem,
I want to be, where no one has been.
Living my life without a reprieve
I shan’t know till I don’t leave
But then, how could I believe
That out there is a world unseen.
Living with a job, my friends, my family
When I am tired, and weary
When the world seems bleak, and dreary
Here lies the escape I turn to verily.
If ever there lies before me an adventure
That invites me with a welcome gesture
Do I go away for good, for staying?
Or should I stay back & be better off not knowing?