Ada Rook
Real Home

That first time walking into home, real home

I dare to dream for a moment
In these walls there is something like hopefulness

After a lifetime hoping it existed somewhere

Please, i want to belong here
God i want to belong here
The ache of clarity

I want to feel this every morning
Is this what they call home?

Dead on my back on the floor of ur room

Please don't make me go back
Magnetic, unbearable

Now home has changed shape
A new beginning
A chance at something more

Comfort, quiet

But that was home first
Real home