I'm a hitchhiker. 
I get drunk now and then
because it's somewhere to go.  
It doesn't help much
but it's a cheap way to travel.  
It wears me out
and doesn't change a thing,
but it helps me to sleep. 
It gives me an excuse
for going to bed. 

I'm a patient
in a waiting room. 
I'm sick and tired,
bored, and broken. 

I knocked, all right,
and nobody answered.  
The Healer seems busy, 
and I'm tired of waiting
in an empty room. 
That's why I walked out
just when they told me
I'd surely get well. 

That leaves hitchhiking. 
At least it's a change
of scenery,
I'm still a patient
in this waiting room. 
I'm still sick and tired,
I'm bored and broken
just like the rest of you. 

But I'm also wandering,
because I'm a born hitchhiker.  
I have a sign, and it says "Anywhere.  
Anywhere but here." 
Cheers. 

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