I miss it

I miss it

I miss the laughter and scenery

most of all I miss my family

 

This place I've travelled to by myself

To think I like it here

My room with its every corner and shelf

 

Being hundreds of miles away is hard

It takes its toll on me

Being here when my home is far

 

I have made friends

Yes I don't want it to ever end

It will some day

 

 It's not going to be easy

After this I still don't know what to do

This back and forth thinking is making me queasy.