FAR FROM HOME
To far have I gone for what is wanted,
Turn and go back, not quite where I’ve started.
Lost in between this place for us,
No stress or burden, not even a fuss.
I’m stuck standing still, where do I go?
I have to keep going, don’t choose to be home all alone.
I need to be back where it is I belong,
Inside with who I am, not a stranger in my home.
To sit here peacefully and know I can be me,
Not worrying about what they want to see,
I can only be the real me.