Treasure Island

Tiffany Rose Moczydlowski

(November 28,1996 / Springfield, MA)

Facade


I've never been able to
Call my house my home
I always feel as if
I am alone
Like nobody really cares
Like nobody ever wants to know
Like my life has never mattered
Like I can't even call myself my own
I act like I never feel this way
But the truth is
I never leave this place
In my head
And it's tearin' me apart
It's tearin' me apart...

Submitted: Saturday, January 08, 2011
Edited: Sunday, March 20, 2011
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  • Guess Who (6/20/2012 5:26:00 AM)

    Home sweet Home is always the place we can't leave it's the shelter and security you feel free as for you cannot leave it i liked how you said this in your poem (Last few lines) Summary it's a very lovely poem
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