Man Overboard

I know my eyes have bear witness to this whole scene before.
When the road ends the nightmare begins.
The fighting never stops and I will never truly win.
“But make it count. It’s plain to see.”
Sorry, but it’s not the most beautiful view from my knees.
Tried to be a friend but I’m shot down again.
Sorry, for a second I thought I was supposed to believe in me.
State roads, provide me with the privacy that I’ve never known.
Going through the motions across the oceans,
or being so fed up with missing her I’m staying home.