throw a wrench in the mechanism

it's hard not to fit in in the country you were born in. two more months and my ties to this country are loosened. it doesn't seem real. it seems like a fairy tale. it seems like i will wake up and none of this will happen.

i want to leave forever. i want to leave and not look behind. i know it's hard to understand. a lot of times i don't understand myself.

all i know is there's a big big world out there; there's got to be one place that i can call my home.