My Home (34)

The east is the wind,
It's calling my name
My mind is a flutter
It's just like a game.

Around my head
The birds are bursting with song
And in my heart
I know the road is too long.

I try to keep up with the crowds
But I'm feeling too alone
Like grey clouds
Darkness is my home.

~Written by Sarah (a friend of mine) and myself~

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