Only Fooling Myself

I want to get away:
from the confusion of this world
from the confusion in my heart
from a state with only two seasons
from a bathroom with no counter space
from a past that I don't want to affect the future
from a closet that's too small
from a city that's just a little bit boring
from the fear of the unknown
from a body that doesn't let me have fruit or caffiene
from a car that just barely fits me
from a heart that can't figure out love

Where Id rather be...
in the arms of my father
in a place that's truly breathtaking
in a car that has a working CD player
in a living room that's filled with anthropologie
in a cookie dough factory
in a faw away land with my best friends
in a heart that is consistent
in a city that's photography friendly
in a broadway musical
in a place where the past no longer stings
in a starbucks in a different country
in a love thats truly beautiful