I Can’t Wait to Leave.

Poetry.

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The big beautiful home didn’t make me happy after all.

I can’t wait to leave.
It’s all become so old to me.

I’m never content.
I constantly seek the next thing.

I’m depressed in the sun;
Yet, happy in the rain.

I can’t stand the cold,
But that’s when I feel most sane.

I can’t wait to leave.

Destiny S. Harris.