As a kid I was the brunt of all their jokes
But I learned to push them back with the fire from my throat
And in doing so I wrote them off for good
But I never really contemplated if I should
And now I'm roaming through life alone
And this trek is making weary all my bones
Yes I am roaming through life without a home
But I'm sure someday I'll see it
Then I'll know
It only hurts to live in solitude
Lashing out at everyone before they've swung at you
Assumptions and snap judgments will fall through
When the problems come from everywhere it's probably just you
And I am roaming through life
And this trek is making weary all my bones
Yes I am roaming through life without a home
But I'm sure someday I'll see it
Then I'll know
In the past year and a half I've learned a lot
About living on my own and keeping my mouth shut
And how often times people come and go
But you're bound to find a few that make the journey feel like home