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Home
Why go home
All alone
When its cold
And unknown
To a place
Not so safe
Where I feel like a waste
Of your time
Out of line
Thought I was doing fine
But I wasn't
I don't want it
And I'm sick
To my stomach
But who doesn't wanna see me
Hurt
They don't need me
It so easy
Just to leave me
Alone
On my own
In this place
You call home
By myself
With no help
I don't need nothing else
I'll be well
I'll repell
I stay locked
In this cell
Your words burn
Worse then hell
And my head
It just swells
From the shit
That they say
Every f****** day
Go away
I can't stay
With this price
That I pay
Its not worth
All this hurt
Just to be
On this earth
I've been cursed
It don't work
Not for me
As you see
But I guess
I'll just be
So trapped
And alone
In this place
You call home....
poem
by
Vanessa Mercado
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