By SaintT   

Home is a pit of fire
Home is a land of war
Home is a military zone, a danger zone
Home is the back of an old man

Home is the eye of a blind man
Home is the abode of a poor man
Yet I want to stay home
But Home is telling me to run
Home is telling my two legs to become cheetahs
Home is chasing me

I want to stay home
But home is telling me to go
Home is holding me at gun point
saying "go, go, don't look back!"

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Sometimes, home is not always the most conducive place for us.