I'm lost.
I don't feel at home anymore.
No matter where I go,
Who I'm with,
Where I'm at,
I always want to leave.
I don't feel welcome.
I can't go where I use to call home.
I simply refuse,
Even if it hurts.
They ask me why,
Why not just go back?
And without delving too deep,
I say, "Because of what's happening."
The situations that won't resolve.
I'm not trapped anymore,
Like I use to be.
Just lost.