Home by Miranda Joan

Home by Miranda Joan

Where will I go
And what will I see?
Where will I find home
And where will it find me?
What’s my worth
What’s my age?
I feel like time’s
Not an accurate gauge.

I’m going on my own
And figuring it out
I’m sad to say goodbye
But I’ll leave without a doubt
Of who I want to be
Open and free
And if you get lonely
You can come and stay
You can stay with me

But don’t cry
I know time flies
But now’s my turn
And I will learn
I have a home
Back with
You

Where will I find
What’s rightfully mine?
Will I find love?
I want to be loved.
And who will I be
What will come of me?
Will I be heard?
These thoughts haunting me.

But don’t cry
I know time flies
But now’s my turn
And I will learn
I have a home
Back with
You

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