There’s No Place Like Home April 3, 2009
Posted by Janary in mark downs.trackback
You are uneasy and you want to runaway
You’re frustrated, you could not get your way
And so you get out of that same old door and see new faces
Each giving you an embrace, taking you to places
Then you have fun, you ignore the thoughts of frustration
Though you know it will only be for a while
You go to farther places, you escape
You start to take new challenges
And there is thrill, but you’re still locked up
You’re downhill and realize you’re still in the dark
Still frustrated
Until you reach the place where you started
And when you thought you have already forgotten
It still gives you the comfort nobody else served
But you’re still frustrated
Locked up
Alone
Just wondering… how much more
if this thought of home becomes your own?
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