When I smelled the familiar scent of the rain
It felt like home
So I followed
Only to get tricked on my own
.
Now Im lost
So is my way home
.
Stronger than a stone
But u broke my trust's mirror
Now I see the cracks and the holes
.
There I layed
To cry on my own
Home sweet home
Left me again , this time alone
Lost
Yet , still on my way to home
YOU ARE READING
they don't see what I see (Complete)
PoetryThis is a place I used to call home You were somebody I used to know This book is 100% mine so don't steal it If there were any similarity between any of my works and yours , its a coincidence
