Melissa Schreuder - A Home?

My home is not a home,
not a place to call my own,
not a place where I can sleep peacefully,
not a place where I can sing or dance about it.
My home is not a place where i can think,
not even a place to breath,
not a place to feel welcomed and worm,
not a place to go back to just to leave behind,
not a place to be happy,
not a place to be soothed.
My home is not my home,
not a place to call my own.
A home? what is that word i don't know?

Melissa Schreuder

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