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Home In Strange Places


The poison I have consumed since the truth has left my mouth Continues to fester, but it only festers because I chose this route I knew what I wanted to be from the moment I knew what entertaining was Living a life where the words coming out of my mouth sounded like a faint buzz If it wasn't about being a doctor, being a lawyer or something that guarantees immediate pay They let me know that my financial support from them would end on that day So what was it that i was supposed to do? Should i live my life pleasing me or pleasing you? I can't pay for college on my own, I can only get but so many loans, so should i surrender? No, because i'm who's up next. The poison I consumed since I opened my mouth Is the motivation i use for your relentless doubt. I am a Star. I will go far. Paying for college and my car, All alone, it's not much but it's the first place i've been that ever felt like home.
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