Take me Home, I cant take it anymore

All this time i have been lying to myself.I sat down outside that house and i thought on how i use to play in my grandmas garden and to me it was big.I remember every evening i use to lay under that old tree named “Green Stick”…and those times when i use to clime up my roof at 1 am just to see the stars ,i was so happy and my grandparent loved me and showed it; even tho they were the only family i ever had.I now see myself in the mirror and say to myself “give me some love” and after i cry myself to sleep because i realize that i am empty and everything i was is gone.I cant forget the fact that i am not part of this,i don’t belong here but yet life tells me i cant walk away,and that’s what hurts more.

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