Comfy
cozy
secure
so sure.
Home is where the heart is
that's what they say
but
what if the heart runs astray?
It searches,
seeks,
always speaks.
Yells,
screams
but never tells
what it needs.
Writhes,
stuggles
mimes
mumbles.
Where do you want to be?
So difficult to heed,
strenuous to please.
Never content,
always argument.
Logic,
bliss,
they resent one another.
Will it ever be harmonious?
Sep 5, 2012
Sep 5, 2012 at 12:11 AM UTC
Comfy
cozy
secure
so sure.
Home is where the heart is
that's what they say
but
what if the heart runs astray?
It searches,
seeks,
always speaks.
Yells,
screams
but never tells
what it needs.
Writhes,
stuggles
mimes
mumbles.
Where do you want to be?
So difficult to heed,
strenuous to please.
Never content,
always argument.
Logic,
bliss,
they resent one another.
Will it ever be harmonious?
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