Haunted.

Never in million years would I stay in the same place,

Under the same stars,

The same oxygen,

The same town.

Never in million years would I try to give up my dreams,

To let go all my childhood lies,

My insane plans,

My ill intentions.

Never in a million years would I haunt the same routine,

The same typical you,

Typical me,

Typical everybody.

Let me. Haunt. The world.