We shall see soon

Starving, cold, and in the desert

Sweltering heat and convelescant homes

Where will I be when I leave my home

In Plainfield...

I longed for this day so much

It almost seems like a mirage 

And I still don't know 

Where I will go and be 

Where will be my final home 

Before I pass and get buried in the dirt

I longed for too many things to long

Mirage or illusion or hallucination,

Is all they may ever be 

But I still don't know where I'll go

I'm in the wilderness

In the desert

I'm looking for for the sea 

I'm at the park bench

On the slide

The merry-go-round

And on the swings

I don't know where I'll go 

But I'm looking for bit of peace

I'm looking to find myself all over again

I'm looking to find me 

I don't know where I'll go after this village

But I'm looking to stage in Will county

I don't know where I'll go 

But I hope it is neat and clean

I hope I don't have clean

Someone else's dirt

That wouldn't be ideal for me 

But beyond the trivial

This plain ass boring field has been good

To me 

We shall see soon

Where we will move 

And eventually I'll be on my own

When my parents are deceased

I'll have what I have always wanted

Minus two people in my house 

Of my family

What a trade this is

No one to love you 

For you to be free and independent

Doesn't sound that good to me

But I'm always reminded that I love God

And God loves me 

So we will see soon 

Where we will go

And how it will be