Here I go... This is another try, hopefully better than the first. A thanks to superxero88 who answered my question perfectly Is it wrong to feel at home In a place that is unknown? I'm stranded early in the morning But lost in the heat of the night My heart's missing near the pavement By the street, beside the light Can I convince myself That there's more here in life? And I still don't understand As I burn from the inside Why is there no home for me? My ghost lives here somewhere To see if my wings turned up anywhere Where is no where? Everywhere everywhere isn't No where
OH! I was confused, you didn't comment so I thought you didn't understand something. It's a great title suggestion thank you.
Does this count as Necroposting? Sorry I was away and forgot I posted a poem here. Thanks everyone who posted and commented. I changed the poem and heres the new verison. Why are there no homes When we feel lost and still unknown? Searching in the morning Still alive in the heat of the night My heart bleeding on the pavement Invisable from the searchlight Can I come without myself? To live your life instead of mine? And I still don't understand As I burn from the inside Why is there no home for me? My ghost lives here somewhere To see if my wings turned up anywhere Where is no where? Everywhere everywhere isn't