Left Home

neeuqneeuq Posts: 9
edited February 2004 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
That's a son me and a friend sometimes play..guess it's true somewhere in this planet..I wrote it some time ago.. can you feel some pj inspiration?:p

Left Home

He packed his bag
With pictures of his love,
Off he went alone
Had the sun shinning above.

He followed his way
Following his dreams
Young boy went away
Young boy went today

John was is name
And left this to forget
He thought it was a shame
To give and never get

He rides his motorbikes
As faster as the wind
He does what he likes
He does what he wants

He left home today
He will come back
John went on his way
He might come back
He might come back someday

Mum and Dad cried loud
'Cos they lost their child
But they're so goddam proud
'Cos now their son is wild

He left his small town
But he might write
To tell his ups and downs
When he's alone at night

He left home today
He will come back
John went on his way
He might come back
He might come back someday

His sister told him to stay
Didn't listen..didn't care
Off he went anyway
'Cos he wanted to be someone..anytime..anywhere

:P
"If you love someone set them free..if someone loves you don't fuck up.." Eddie Vedder
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