My HomeA Poem by QuietPoetMissing the one place that I can trust... and the place that always made ME happy..
I woke up so tired this morning My eyes didn’t want to open I felt so weak and my body was sore There is only one place that can make me strong And let me remember what I am fighting for So I decided to take a drive to my school As I walk out of my car I looked at the building I just smiled to myself I went to open the door and I took a breath And walked into the place I love Walking down the hallway of all the classrooms I had to everyday for a year, now I do every week.. Its just not the same Why did it have to change? Looking at all the students, reminding me of my class I just smiled at all of them, because they deserve it I was them once, working hard at their dreams I take a visit to one of my Chefs He is one of the few that has inspired me Made me into what I am today He is one of the reasons why I showed up for school Just standing in the rooms make me miss my class deeply Knowing that I can’t go back Tears me up inside I walk out the front two doors again And I look back a few times Whispering to myself “See you later, My Home”
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