Jane Meyer - This Is Not My Home

Home is where I’m comfortable.
Where the ones I love are waiting.
Where things are understandable.
Where there’s no angry debating.
Where I know that I am safe.
Where I’m almost always happy.
Where there are ones who’ve earned my faith.
Where my life is never crappy.

But this, this is hell!
Where I’m tortured day and night.
Where nothing ever goes well.
Where my life’s a sorry plight.
Where my time isn’t my own.
Where my creativity won’t roam.
Where the gray clouds are never blown.
This is not my home!

Jane Meyer

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