universes and metophores

I'm bored of this planet
As much as I'm devastated by it.
peeling back the static
Delivered via lack of wit.
I need to be here
Its vaguely understood.
Amongst the fear
And the tragically no-good.
But it takes unwilling dedication
to keep myself on track.
Years of condemnation
While lies replace facts.
Get me out of here
for a mere un-mistaken visit,
stimulate my hemesphere
And remind me why I did it.
I just want to go home
Earth is dark and lonely.
Beyond the path we're shown
lies the truth that will always save me.