mama pushed my hair back told me a secret
you never know home baby girl ‘til you leave it
used to think home was a physical place
a space where you live and your lay
your head to rest and wake up on a typical day
an address used to get deliveries made
but i’m homesick though in my own zip code
wistful swimming like a fish in a fish bowl
wishful what am i searching for
i’m looking for a place where i don’t search no more.

Famiry.
♥