Missing Home

And what you call drama is actually reality

I’ve never had emotions so strong

Until I watch my life like a movie

Like distance weakens me

Like smiles become tears at night

And my mom became a cushion

The comfort of having a home

The place to welcome your failures

A plan B when nothing works anymore

And I want to come home

And I want to bond again

Because I’m tired

Of faces through the screens

Of having my freedom

I want you to steer my tired soul

Be the driver of this vehicle that is my body

Get me somewhere new

Something to eat

Love, whatever love might mean

And company

Because you’re home

And you’re not new

You’re the same people

The same places filled with memories

And I left you for something new

I might be selfish, but you’re so kind

And I can’t breathe

As I don‘t know what’s happening to me

And I am done

And I have tried so many times

But I just want an end

A home to rest and be a kid again

But I can’t 

And still I want things I can’t have

And it’s maybe true

I’m ungrateful 

But I wanna thank you

But I can’t;