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How many times i want to hate ;
How many times i want to resent ,
But this is the place i always want .

This is the poem i have in my mind now . After this all are my talkies if you want to know further.

It's been 8 years i am living outside the home but i cry everytime when I leave home.

I want this warmth everyday
I envy people who don't leave home like me .

I hate to live around unfamiliar person . Who doesn't know me just judge me by my appearance .

I wish i could live in home everyday  ❤️

I will miss home 🏡

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