Where would I stay?
Who would be there?
Can't get attached because I know I won't stay here
Why Mom....
Why can't we get along
I get along with almost everyone
Well... almost
my friends are my family
My family is gone
And my mother would fill their minds full of lies
So where do I go?
Who will listen to me?
I guess I'll get used to moving
unsure if I'll ever see my fiance ever again
I miss him now I only see him at school
But this is his last year
See what I mean I feel Alone
But either way I can't go home
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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