20 Years

Stumble through a hallway,

Staying up for three days

Sitting in a walkway,

Parking in driveways, you can

Focus is a virtue

You know what you're allured to.

Every day is progress,

every day feels just the same.

She looked around.

How did I get here?

Twenty years goes by so fast.

How did I get here?

Doesn't even like cake,

lamenting on a birthday.

Two bed in a parlay.

A dreaming when her eyes aren't shut.

Looking in the mirror,

smiling at her fear.

Nothing really matters,

these eyes have so much to see.

She looked around.

How did I get here?

Twenty years goes by so fast.

How did I get here?

The home I know,

how do I get there?

Twenty years,

that's what it takes.

I know I'll be there.

Stumbled through a hallway,

staying up for three days.

Sitting in a walkway,

and parking driveways you can.

Focus is a virtue,

you know what you're allured to.

Every day is progress,

every day feels just the same.

She looked around.

How did I get here?

Twenty years goes by so fast.

How did I get here?

The home I know,

how do I get there?

Twenty years,

that's what it takes.

I know I'll be there.