i know there is more for me
more in the world than these
same old
walls and windows
hallways and bedrooms
i know that there is more than
the smell of sleep early
in the morning
than the sound of tractors and other
micelanious vehicles beeping
and moving
i know that there's more than the constant
yelling and fighting
false accusations
and the ever popular
i hate you
i walk the same halls i've walked all my life
i smell the same things
i hear the same sounds
i see the same things
but am i home
