I want to go home, so badly I want to run right back there.
I want to jump into a time machine, before I broke.
I want to take back every bad choice and I want to be sitting there again.
Staring at two perfect little beings laughing and smiling, feeling total and complete happiness.
There is a place in my dreams where this still exists and every morning I wake up is just a painful reminder.
So I try to stay awake, and I try to stay numb, I try to forget everything I was,
I try to forget everything I was.
People hate me for it, they don't seem to understand that I hate myself far worse than anyone else can.
I am lost, and my home doesn't exist anymore
I am so afraid that the only happiness I  see in my life is in my past.
I am so afraid to try and stand up cause I don't think I can stomach another fall.
I have nothing here, nothing I was, no one to lean on.
I am too afraid to try and find home again alone.
Sorry doesn't even begin to cover what I want to say.
Sorry I am broken, sorry I am so scared to break anymore.
Sorry I was not strong enough to keep the only thing I wanted.
I tried to stay at home, I only wanted everything I had.
I just want to be home.