Fairfield

Driving down these dirt roads, I come alive.
I feel it in me, so divine.
No need for worry there are no divides.
Just straight road, and time.

Everyday I'm wandering a little further from myself.
Everyday I'm finding it a little harder to ask for help.
Some days I am fine, I swear, and I others I can hardly breathe.
One day I hope you will see the man I should have been.