you make me sick
and you want to know why?
because you have everything, everything you ever really needed right there, and you through it all away
everything that you needed to be happy, and you kicked it to the side like a piece of trash.
and after everything you have ever done, you still have people that love you
and you won't even say a thing, like they are some worthless piece of crap that you can't stand to look at
and worst of all
you are trying to throw away the one thing you should be most proud of
yourself
don't you know that you are loved?
oh, boo hoo, your poor, your homeless, ah so what.
home is where the heart is, so, where is your heart?
I'll tell you where mine is, its where I can enjoy myself.
it's where I have friends to support me.
it's where I can be me.
that his where I call home.
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