I want to go home.
Home is where you're loved,
Where you can be yourself
Without people hating you.
Where you come home to your parents
And they love you for you.
This isn't home.
I want to go home.

I want to go home.
I'm out of my skin here,
Out of my zone.
I'm not welcomed,
I'm not loved.
I want to go somewhere
Where I am loved,
Where I can be accepted,
Where I'm not hated.
This isn't home.
I want to go home.

I want to go home
Where the definition fits its title.
Where I can be myself for a little while.
I won't worry,
Or fight.
Or want to destroy myself every night.
I want to be able to call this home,
But I am unable.
Because it is not its proper title.
This is NOT home.
I want to go home.
But little do I know,
This is all I can go.