Where do you go when home is no longer your home
Where do go when that’s all you’ve ever known
How can I walk away and say I did it on my own
No pressure, no one made me I chose to do this alone
How can I lie to myself and step off my throne
When will they realize I’ve grown
And I’m taking back all the emotion I’ve ever shown
I belittled myself, my pride and that’s all I’ve ever owned
And this attitude I can no longer condone
And I can’t continue to ignore by being stoned
My life I can no longer postpone
This home has lost its tone
To a quiet bar in daylight or perhaps waffle house or coffee house. Take some things to re-collect yourself.