Temperary home

Young Girl was on here own,

She had no one to hold.

Her mother died when she was young,

Now she has reached the end.

Of her pain.

Now she has to survive on her own.

 

This is my temperary home.

This is not where I belong.

Windows and Rouge That I,

I am so passing through.

This is a stop to where I,

Truely Belong,

This is my temperary home.

 

Now the girl has also,

 Lost her father in a war,

Now she is in so much pain.

She says she can't survive anymore,

With the pain.

Of her father dead and her mother,

Is dead.

 

This is my temperary home.

This is not where I belong.

Windows and Rouge That I,

I am passing through.

This is a stopto where I,

Truely Belong,

This is my temperary home.

 

This is my temperary home

 this is where I don't

Really belong.

This is my temperary home.

This is my temperary home. 

 

 

 

Reviews

[chaotic katie]

this is awesome heather i can read it in either song or poem which is cool