My Trip Back Home...

This is my home,
This is where I'm fine,
Back in the country,
Is no home of mine.

My home is here,
Here in Ipswich,
But leaving them,
Will make me twitch.

I wanna be older,
So i can move to here,
So my mind can be free,
And so very crystal clear.

The only thing keeping me there,
Is Zak and my best friend,
Everything else,
Has seem to come to an end.

When I'm sixteen,
Life may be hard,
But I'm going anyway,
And send my regards.

I know what i wanna do,
I wanna be a copper,
I'm going to start again,
Good and Proper.

So here we go,
Another damn poem,
What can i say?!
I tried to keep it flowing!!!

♥Дננ♥╚Øνэם♥ụקּ♥ ©
22 August 2005