This place isn’t home anymore
Home should be where you come in and someone cares about your existence.
It shouldn’t be somewhere i just hide in a room and wait for another day.
Everywhere is home but here.
My sister’s house is home.
I’m only there once a week if I’m lucky.
The only beings that are excited to see me when I come to my supposed home are my animals.
They’re the only ones that miss me.
I want to go home.