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It's my seventeenth day on this same highway,

The miles I've traversed are all behind me

And I'm exactly the same as I was.



The distance is supposed to change me

But all it's done is taken my welfare away

And left me feeling bone dry in limbo.



Everything's cooler when you're moving quickly,

But it doesn't do much to settle your gut

You've gotta do what you can to help yourself.



Things get a bit sluggish without a place to be

You keep on pushing just to feel less envy

But it doesn't do much for those of us with logic.



It fogs your eyes and weighs upon you,

But you have to deny it and continue on forth

And all you can do is hope that you can handle it.



You can ask for a spot of help if it arises,

The honest need and what accompanies it,

But there's no guarantee anyone will believe you.



It's a favor to ask of strangers and friends

Who are faring no better than you are right now,

They may need your help as much as you needs theirs.



It's all about what you've learned along the way.