I can't seem to find a place to call my own.
Or even a place to call home.
But places to hide are many.
Hiding inside myself
I'm not who I was before
I need a place to hide
Hide from the world and myself
Hide from the blade
I'm done
I can't
I'm breathing
But not living
I'm standing
But not on my own
Can't you see I need a home?
Not just a place to hide.
A place to call my own.
A place to be alone
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Soooo...I really don't know what I did here...most of the stuff I write doesn't have a certain a goal. It's jut random thoughts that get jumbled together in my head and become what you're reading here. xD
