late arrivals

…better late than never, right?

aka Kay will be happy if they manage to write at least something.

for family disappointments

they will call you disgrace
but you’re leaving this place
gonna find new town to be from
gonna find new house called home
but will i be welcomed?

you’ll find your way around
out of this town
you’ll send no postcards
and forget about our streets
but will you tell me your address?

you wanna be selfish, you wanna be free
gonna be everything that you can be
now you’re on your way
it’s an one-way trip
you’ll catch your freedom with strong grip

but let’s be honest,
they won’t stop pretending to worry
we both know they’re not sorry
and neither are you.

in another universe
i’m packing my stuff instead of writing a verse
they’ll wake up one day and i’ll be gone
in terms of regrets, there will be none.

they will call me disgrace,
but I’ll leave this place
in one-man manhunt
to catch a friend.