This place is not home.
It isn't warm and peaceful.
It doesn't prosper with beauty and adventure.
No, this place feels like a temporary lock down.
Holding me down from freedom.
Holding me back from looking out my window.
It makes me miss the stars and the brightness of the moon.
Stress and darkness find me in this place that I do not call home.
Please bring me back to the place I do call home.
1 comment:
Even though I don't comment your blogs,
i read EVERY ONE of them since I started getting into blogger.
I feel trapped too. But i'm so close to being 18... and hopefully that means close to freedom.
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