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Pack Or Tear

Does the new place welcome me
Or am I being a bee
Some doubts in my head
As I lay down in the bed

Yes, I have wanted this
But then I also wanted that kiss
Will it be the same again?
Or do I stand to gain

This is not the final goal
It is the just the shifted pole
In any case, I will make it right
Am I that bright?

Some to gain some to lose
It will be a recluse
Gives me time, helps me grow
Or will someone tow?

The peers, I don't admire
The senior, full of fire
A clean and quiet place
But what is my base?

A thousand thoughts is my head
As I lay down in my bed
It will be in my hands to steer
Whether I pack or tear