Published: Nov 2007
A Place Called Home
To put the hurt in the past, as I walk out my room, my heart beats so fast.
You shouldn't feel so scared to talk, so scared to joke, or so scared to walk.
You don't have it bad. Grow up You're immature! is what you say, then why do I hurt so bad each day.
Everything is a mistake to you! I say, I got an A! and you say but did you get two?
My failure sticks out so much in your mind, that I dwell upon it and can't put it behind.
For some reason when I succeed, all excited to tell you, you nod and say Good. then put it behind you.
This tension between us, I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! I CAN'T STAND THE AGGRESSION OF DOING SO POOR!
I WANT TO GET OUT! GET OUT OF THIS PLACE! SO I DON'T HAVE TO SEE THE DISAPPOINTED LOOK ON YOUR FACE!
I'M STUCK IN THIS HOLE! IN THIS HOLE ALL ALONE! I'M STUCK IN THIS HOLE IN A PLACE CALLED HOME!... There's no place like home, I think that was said?
Then I covered my face and then sat on the bed...
Then all was quiet...
He put down his mug and instead of a shrug, he walked to the bed to give me a hug.
I felt a tear drop and that was something new, then he held me real tight and whispered, I love you.