Have you ever felt out of place?
Dismemberment.
Things don’t last forever.
Questioning myself where I belong, is my home here or where I grew up? Constantly feeling out of place when you realize you don’t belong anywhere. Feeling nostalgic in these dark times.

Am I here or there? Where are my friends? Where is my family? Do I belong here?

Can you feel my pain of being displaced?
Can you hear the sound of my confused mind?
I guess we are all alone.
Our home is where we are.
So why do I keep questioning myself where am I?
I think I was once,
I think we were.
A child first trip
away from home.
Have you seen her?
Has anyone seen her?
Has anyone seen this woman?
I guess everything is being destroyed.
I bet everything is so confused.
Feelings inside me is confused, my mind is confusion but my heart is where home is.
My home is displaced
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