Home? Poem by Leah Michele

Home?



This new place that I live is not my home
In 'my room' I sit scared and all alone
I wish to be anywhere but here
But I'm stuck here for a while I fear
I was so excited with the thought of moving
I thought I was winning... Now I feel I'm losing

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I wrote this when I first moved into my old house...
Things haven't changed, I moved to a new house nd still hate it there
Written November 10th 2007
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ted M 25 August 2009

A home is where you feel secure, happy, comfortable to rest when you are weary, down and restless and if you dont't get that then it's quite frustating. Lovely expression of feelings............

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