Restless

I need something
to feed my mind,
to keep me occupied,
from all these things
they say that matter,
and it will shatter
...me.

I need something
to make me feel,
take me away from here
to a different place.
Can I go now?
This isn't home to
...me.

Anywhere - to anwhere,
with bare feet and nothing to eat.
I don't care, as long as it's anywhere
...but here.