I trust strangers more than friends and family
Because strangers never stay,
Which means they never leave.
And if my home is where my heart is
Am I homeless or just heartless?
It seems like nothing’s working,
And forever ended weeks ago.
I am running out of time
By lying in my bed;
I sleep and dream awake
Thoughts go through my head
For hours and hours
Time is flying by.
No sleep comes near to me
And I am lying all alone
In the darkness I call my home.
I just wanted something solid
Something to call my own.