greener part 2

somebody told me
home is where ever you lay your hat.
it seems that i can never
be happy where i am at.
i pinpoint my position
exactly on the map.
i'm tired of biorhytms
continually laying flat.
continually, constantly
in search of the greener pastures.
they're, probably, possibly
well beyond the life hereafter.
even in the garden of eden
the people want to go
vacation in destinations
up in eldorado.
the holy grail is filled with satisfaction,
im asking
is it unobtainable?
the flavor be the passion.
put a trickle upon my tongue
and i will spit,
satisfied as i break into hives
cause i'm allergic
but, you cannot play
both sides of the fence.
everywhere i go
is better than where i have went.
what, i do experience
in this life of mine,
is the grass gets green
if you let the sun shine.