Do you know how it is to feel so alone? So not at home in the home that you were born in and told; ‘This is who you are now,
By abandoned account6 years ago in Poets
My dry lips feel like they’re sewn together When did this happen? I once was so full. Words are a gift, please use them sparingly
You had everything you could want, and nothing that you needed Like a loving, happy mother and a father who could be there.
I have missed you many times I still have the occasional slip Though I’m beginning to believe that there is not much left to miss.