i wish i could just leave.
i wish that i could go back home, to were i know everyone and everyone knows me.
where all of my friends are, and there is no racism or bullying or discrimination.
i wish i could go back home to him; to the guy who showed me what it's like to feel equally returned love.
i wish i could leave.
i want to go back home.
YOU ARE READING
Inside My Head
PoetryIt's hard to see behind someone's eyes; to see what is going on inside their head.
