I open my eyes in the morning
Wondering, 'How to pass through the day without constant yells and blames.'
I stretch my hands out
Hoping, 'People don't notice my scars'.
I make my way towards my siblings,
Greeting them 'Hi!'
Hoping, 'they don't see through my false facade'.
I munch on some snacks and tell mom that I'm full
Hoping, 'She doesn't see straight through my lie'.
I use gadgets 12/7 and my parents say I'm texting,
But....., 'I'm trying to run away from the reality'.
I sit and stare at books, but don't study..
And my parents say, 'You are just distracted because of that guy',
'Try to concentrate', 'This scores are *******'.
Little do they know,
Family problems, Shifting, Losing people, New environment
'Have distracted my mind'.
I try to concentrate,
'But my doesn't cope up with me'.
I joke around, paint on a smile, play and laugh along with my siblings..
Trying to believe, 'I belong here'.
But deep down, 'I don't feel home when I'm at home'.
What is Home?