...Home... Poem by joel sheyi

...i rememba wen we first met

how it felt so ryt

lyk home

a dream com true  

a wish granted  

i neva figured tins would get so screwed up  

maybe it'd all be different if i'm wit some1 else  

or maybe it'd all be just as bad  

but den again, tinking, as messed up as evrytn myt be

u are still d 1 i want  

u ar d 1 i love  

& wit u is whre i 4eva want 2 b  

u are my home..... 
 
wishes av deir own drims & fanta6  

& lyf is nt so kind as 2 let us av al dat we wish 4  

bt avn u s simply a dim com true,

a fantasy turned reality,

a wish blossomd in2 an xperience...

rily, words can neva tell

of the surge of joy dat erupts within me

ech tym i tink of u

u mean 2 me mch more dan words can eva know

in u i've finally found my home... ?