or so i thought

wandering
felt good to run away,
or so i thought.
conscious told me to stop,
said that there’s something that’s waiting
the one that i really need,
but i didn’t.

loitering
felt right to be astray,
or so i thought.
lies told me to continue looking,
said that there’s something that’s lurking
the one that i will feel good,
and i did.

it didn’t feel right.

but the fighter fought its way
along with conscious that he sent,
saying that he’s got what i need.

and thank God, that it felt right.