Lyrics speak louder than words

I cannot remember the last time I wrote in my journal. My spirit as of late has just felt so...dead. It's like I've been placed in a holding pattern, and I'm just waiting for something to burst forth any minute now.

I want adventure in the great wide somewhere

I want it more than I can tell

And for once it might be grand

To have someone...understand

I want so much more than they've got planned.