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"If home is where the heart is, I guess I know what it feels like to be homeless."
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These are just painted tears,
Pouring through the cracks inside my hand.
A few more wasted years,
Wondering if you'll ever understand.

I'm too afraid to show you,
Because I know you'll say I'm wrong.
So many times you could have saved me,
But I've become used to you being gone.

But I still miss you,
And everyday it tears at my heart.
I could change to please you,
But we both know I've never been that smart.

It's true, we're a family,
But why do I always feel so out of place.
And is it really too much to ask for,
For you to even smile to my face ..