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Poem - Alone from Home
Alone from Home
I want to go home
Except I don’t know where home is
I live in a place I do not like
With people I do not know
Who think they know me.
I fumble my way through a job I have no interest in
And a relationship that’s not interesting.
I thought I had a chance at something
But I have missed everything.
I am no good at pretence
With no desire to try and impress
All I seek is the Truth
In a world I perceive to be false.
I wish people could be more honest
And yet knowing that a wish is mere fantasy
I must be deceiving myself.
If truth as at the heart of the every matter
And home is where the heart is
Why is home so elusive?