Home is a place where
I see more sickness than health
Home is a place where
I'm not allowed to sleep in my own bed
Home is a place where
My desk no longer houses my books
Home is a place where
My cupboard is filled with another's belongings
Home is a place where
My place at the table is where others dine
Home is a place where
People no longer understand me
Home is just a house
Where there's no room for me anymore.
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Home is where heart is Sheena...
Home is where u are always wanted...no...needed............
Now that ur out...it may no longer be the same wen u go bak....but it still is yours....YOURS!!!!!
Always room for family
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