The Place I Call Home
There is going to be a dayLong after today
Feeling tired and weird
With the experience that I gained
Thinking to myself
In this life
What did I achieve?
In this fools world
It is when you realize
Nothing mattered
More than being wise
In this small lives of ours
There would be times
During the stages of your life
That you felt betrayed
Devastated & embarrassed
Those were the times
That you wanted a place to hide
Somewhere safe
Like a mothers womb
Which place can be safer?
To protect you from all misery
To say don’t worry
And everything’s fine.
I was younger then
It is the place that I like to call home
But today, things change
Most of all, I changed
I am all old and weary
Thinking of the times
When I ignored the call
Of my inner cry
Thinking to myself
Like a baby protected in the mothers womb
When will I go back to the place that I’ve grown
The place that I call HOME.
Perhaps Home was calling you for a while, it was just getting missed calls :)
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