This is a house,
I place were we live
But my house isn't a home
I really just a place a sleep,
eat and shower.
A place I use
I don't have home
I home is what you need
A home is where you feel safe
I don't feel safe
Constant fighting
Constant war
Never anything is ever..
Homelike
Should I run away
Should I find a home?
Or live with this people
These people I hate
These people I loath
One day I'll leave
And they'll wish..
They'll have to wish
For me back in their lives.
I'm someone I'm not
In this place is just a mask
I'm not excepted in anyway.
