No Longer Home

Peace is a difficult thing to find,
In this house that you call home.
I don’t want to carry on,
Without a place to call my own.
Trapped inside this piece of hell.
Dozens of eye’s staring back at me.
The dreams, they keep on fading,
Getting harder and harder to see.

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