Plans To Plan, Maps To Make

thoughts rearrange as the conductor sends you on your way back home.
"its not such a bad place after all," you say.

just know its a lie
that you made yourself believe.
just like you said
it could have been amazing.

but what is it now?
a little short of it.

im not insensitive,
just misunderstood most of the time.

write this down: hes not coming. dont wait for me.