Lately, there are more nights than not
when my body doesn't feel like
home
my skin just seems like sets of walls
that I don't know,
and how can I invite someone in when I
cant even find the key to
unlock
the front door?
And I know that homes aren't made
from other people,
and I thought I knew every piece of chipped paint,
every section of snagged carpet,
but I've found ghosts wandering the halls,
and I just need a place to
stay
for now.