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effy 6d
fierce looks from her olive green eyes, 
yellow peaks to shine as arised-
a plane has been waiting for her to arrive
when all she’s been told was a lie 

her line of thinking was a dead 
convicted herself that she had lost her spark 
yet she doesn’t know anything outside of the dark,
and outside of this small town, 

the beds have stayed made for years 
dusts from the people that once called it home,
the memories-
it keeps the little girl’s life that she had lost 
What was she like when she was growing up?
it blended into an unknown, 
when candle was already blown - (12th bday)
(a child that was born into a burning house think that the whole world is on fire)
effy Aug 2024
how can you say that you’re homeless when you have a roof over your head?
surrounded by white walls
a room that’s supposed to be your personal space
a bed on the floor
(and) a desk that you rarely use
but it still doesn’t feel like home, it feels empty
always a hole that cannot be fulfilled  
so i tried to find ways to cheat, not aware that it will mess up my perception of reality
I want to go home
but how do you go to a place that does not exist (yet)?
no one has ever known the “real” you, not even yourself

— The End —