Rooted

The sweetness my lungs did get
Of the ever changing air
Reminding me of a distant memory
Past a hundred miles
Perhaps I was once there

I dig overwhelming sadness
From inside
I force myself to cry
I relish the emotions I feel within
Yet I have no idea why

Maybe it makes me feel alive
Maybe it makes me feel alive

I dream of a far-fetched love
Pseudo situations all planned out
Inside my head
I unknowingly create
Am I in regret
Is this escape?

I can wander to places
I yearn to endear
See all the familiar
Unfamiliar faces

And yet why,
Why am I still here