Forward departure

...somewhere in my silent scurry
I realized that I was moving too fast
and had lost my sense of direction
used to smell my way around
a sort of intuition would lead me down paths
my skull encapsulating a spiritual compass
but my soul was pierced by society
now I'm forced to wander aimlessly
with all the other doers and followers
put in my time and be out in due time
you know it ain't worth the dime
I need to breathe deep an release
let the day rise and true my bowed legs
scream the way I used to
live my life the way I want to
lush green and serene blue
always with you