Chapter 17

...spaces hold us back sometimes. 

              when I'm alone, I can be found. 

no spaces or people to confine me.

define, home. 

 

often times my body doesn't move,

my head is caged,

but I am mobile. 

and here I am.

away, apart,

 

leaving home coming home.

a change of scenery,

this is what i feel like when i have space. 

all of this is me. 

 

i will be a kid when i go back. 

everyone will remind me of my age.

but no one did this for me,

this is all me. 

 

"you did this"

i have built my own home. away, apart,

it is so easy for you to focus on my age.

 

          and that is why it is so easy to leave.

 

Home,

 

This poem is about: 
My family

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