Home World


They can’t see
The TRUTH
That lies
Within the stars.
Humiliation seems
To be
My only hope
For SALVATION.
I don’t care
I can’t think
Even if I seem
CRAZY.
My intentions are pure
My hope is gold
My morals are…
Well, morals. I think
I’m lost
In my own
WORLD.
Even though you try
To understand
You can’t.
No one can understand
The CRAZINESS I live in.
The hope I’ve LOST.
The dreams I’ve DESTROYED.
To get to where I am.
I’m not all BAD.
Just
CONFUSED.
This isn’t my
WORLD.
This isn’t my
HOME.
HOME is where
The heart is.
But, then,
WHERE is my home?
WHERE is my heart?
WHERE is my mind?
WHERE is…me?
WHERE am I?
I am not HERE.
Because HERE would be HOME.
And I’m in NEITHER.

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This was actually something I wrote a long time ago... my seventh, eighth, and freshman years of high school were really hard for me. I didn't really fell like I belonged anywhere. This kinda started my path towards writing.