I remember when my world was perfect
I was a child
I didnt know of the troubles people had
My cries were not from pain given to my from myself
They were mild
Small hurts that could be kissed away from mom and dad
I remember having a home where I felt safe
Never feeling alone
I remember yesterday you went away so I searched
What am I looking for?
What can I do besides leaving to feel home again?
If homeless is what i have then maybe home is in my heart where shame and pain will always stay
I remember the price i paid...
I'll forget the bad things I've seen and heard
I'll remember your smile and it will always be engraved upon my soul
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