Old House Poem by Rabi Anata

I'm changing and growing
And blooming inside
Preparing to leave my home behind
I'm packing my belongings
To start off with my new life

The buildings and surroundings
Smother me like a bug
It's all very strange but
Soon I'll have to adjust

But I miss my old house
With all it's warmth
When I settle in my modern place
It doesn't feel as safe

And it's nothing worth doing here
As the bright lights flicker outside
Unless I'm prepared and willing
To join in the party life

From across the street there is no view
The sky isn't even right to watch
I haven't longed for the sun to shine
Until it was here that I arrived

I'm changing and diminishing
And withering inside
Preparing to leave this tormented city behind
I'm packing my things
To return to my old life

Arriving back to my old house
Everyone is expecting
My sudden return and desperate affection
Oh, I'll never leave this place again