Home

Here i lay all alone,

This is not my home.

Things stacked onto shelves,

This is not my home.

Friends who talk through microphones,

This is not my home.

Beds made up so nice,

This is not my home.

Pressure in my chest,

This is not my home.

Voices in my head,

Telling me i'm not home.

Eyes that cry, hands that shake,

All alone

All alone

A reflection of a girl,

I don't know anymore.

Emptiness i feel inside,

When will i find my home?