They say home is where the heart is
That home is where your happiness is
But why doesn’t it feel happy
Why does it feel like prison?
My showers have become so tearful
My breath has become so toxic
The thoughts of you consume me
What pains most is that you don’t see it
You don’t feel my pain
Home is where the heart is right?
Is this your home too?
Is your heart here too?
I want to know, maybe I am in the wrong home
Maybe I am chocking you with my presence
I want to go home,
I want to be happy, like a normal person in love
I want peace
I want to feel like its home
Sadly, I still feel I should be home with you!