I Could Always Go Home

This is jus a little bit of homesickness mixed with guilt surfacing.

As I sit here wondering where time has gone

Wondering what I've become

I look up and see a reflection I don't recognise

How have I come to this demise

I wonder if I could go home



I walk to nowhere

With a sense of confusion in the air

Looking at the people around me

They smile so cunningly

Devious eyes piercing me

Judging hearts tearing at me

I wonder if I could go home



Laying on my bed

Thoughts of desperation flooding my head

My body weak

My spirit meek

Yearning to leave, but how?

I want to go home now!



With tears in my eyes

I heed to my heart's cries

Running to that familiar place

I pause when I see her face

She looks at me, my heart groan

Mummy says, "Don't you know you could always come home?"