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Finding My Way Home

by | Jun 3, 2022

Squirming in my own skin
I get this feeling that I don’t belong
I tell myself to let go
But I’m still holding on

I’ve travelled and I’ve searched
For a place to call my own
I’ve cried and I’ve laughed
Yet I haven’t found my home

I’ve learned and I’ve prayed
I found love in many gods
Still I’m a stranger to this world
I lose against the odds

I wonder through the world
People look at me and stare
They whisper and they point
I could not give a care

I’m tearing up inside
I lust to be free
Just a lost creature
With no place to be

It’s a weird feeling
Somewhere but nowhere
I could pin you my location
But you’d find nothing there

My quest for love
Found only heart break
It never helped me find my way
It was always my mistake

I do something fun
To help me feel alive
In the morning I wake
Still lost in this drive

I guess I just don’t fit
In this world of mystery
So I walk on my way home
So I walk through history

Is what I feel really what feel
Or is it just my mind
Is it tainted by my past
Am I just deathly blind

As I walk at night
I look up at the sky
Twinkle twinkle goes the stars
A teardrop and a sigh

If my home’s not here
It must be far away
Will I ever reach it
Will I ever see the day

For now I’ll make the best
Of this place, where I’m not myself
Like a dusty book
On a dusty shelf

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