i have home yet i always feel if im moving always leaving travel to somewhere better then leaving it just this feeling i cant help i miss my old home even if it was broken and unsafe. i used to cry myself every night to sleep wishing for a better life
now that i have one i cant stay in one spot.
im so uneasy when i stay and make a life in a spot but when i move on the road i still found my self longing for the home i used to have with my family. the home itself was not one for anyone to grow up in but i did. maybe it silence in the new place that keeps me up unable to sleep. my eyes are dried and in a better place then the one i was born into. but still i wish i could roam back to my old broken home. im just done with this never ending journey looking for a new home only to miss the old home.
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