A place called "home"(this is sad and true)

I want to leave,
this place called home,
I want to run,
But ive got nowhere to go.

I want to break free,
to get away from here,
I want to escape,
away from all these tears.

This place isn't a house,
not even a home,
even with all the people,
I still feel alone.

Theres nothing for me,
too much to want,
I wish I could find,
what ive always never got.

A home is filled with love,
not sorrow and doubt,
I wish I could leave,
escape and get out.

As I am leaving,
I won't say goodbye,
I wont miss this place,
now that my tears have dried

~ my friend wrote this and i wanna know what you all thinkso please comment and vote...thank you