HOME
Home isn’t home anymore
When the people there are lost
In their own head; a shut door
Agitated and betossed.
Do not take me home
Home isn’t home anymore
When rough nights turn a dark day
Arising from bed a corps
Place a fake mask to convey.
Your okay alone
Home isn’t home anymore
When the eyes that used to look-
At you see scuffs on the floor
Again and again forsook.
Pretend you're aplomb
Home isn’t home anymore
When faces only smile
To show fangs biting heart's core
All your time spent on trial.
I won’t be a mome
Home isn’t home anymore
When you can no longer see
Mom’s sweetened love like before
Turn’d bitter, putrescent, unfree.
I’m never going home
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