closing in

(poems go here) im always wandering pondering about where i wanna go and where i want to be im so scared that my wandering will equal squandering my goals are always so clear yet far from me im always the last to know, always in the dark and maundering i wanna be nice guy, the cool guy there all following isnt there anyone to help me, im hollaring. im calling, im crawling, i just want be set free who will love me, who will see me what the hell am i always wandering