Home isn't home for
A little lonely girl who sits with thousand curses
Cause her home doesn't give her love
No one treat her as part of home
She's sad no one cares
She's crying but no one see
And she speaks but no one hears
For home she's nothing.
YOU ARE READING
The Hidding Dawn
PoesieYou dont need to take me to the perfect place just take me to the night that full of stars then, lemme tell you about my story... the story of my life.
