JUST LIKE MYSELF

Miracle mile.

I just stood on the road.

Like now that I’d got here.

There was no where to go.

I found X Marks the Spot

Before everyone else

But then I was standing on

... miracle mile

All by myself.

I was certainly thankful

To my resident host

But I was otherwise lost here

& chasin’ a ghost.

I had found ALL I could live for

341 miles away

From the place I had run from

And started to hate

• When people are cunning

And devious too -

The last thing they think of

Is what happens to you.

So there I am standing

On miracle mile

And while crying and laughing

I started to smile

Because if I fought just to come here

Then somebody else

Was also here

Longing

• Just like myself.