Forever a traveller.
Misplaced and misunderstood.
This is who we are.
My, your, our generation.
Could you world blame us for who we are?
Could you blame the continuous search for happiness, stability and love?
We loved, still try to love you, the generations that made us.
Maybe we are lost but, we don’t want to be found.
We want to live.
We want to discover, experience and lose.
We just want to be us.
We just want to find our loved and lost half selfs.
* plus listen to this song and watch the video