I'm stuck in a house that I can't call home.
it just feels so cold
when I get home and close the door.
thoughts flood my brain
I can't help but feel so alone.
As if the friends I was just with
weren't there at all.
Like its been that way
all along.
Returning to the hole I've spent years digging for myself.
I feel like a stranger in my own dome.
Jan 12, 2025
Jan 12, 2025 at 2:58 AM UTC
I'm stuck in a house that I can't call home.
it just feels so cold
when I get home and close the door.
thoughts flood my brain
I can't help but feel so alone.
As if the friends I was just with
weren't there at all.
Like its been that way
all along.
Returning to the hole I've spent years digging for myself.
I feel like a stranger in my own dome.
