The land beneath my feet has always felt unfamiliar. Even when i am home, i am not really at home
What is it about me that never gets comfortable
Why does my heart never beats normally always at speed always in a rush
Why is it always so many eyes so many stares?
All I know are questions All I have are confusions
All i want is a home where i belong
-My anxious, anxious heart
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