Midnight part 2

I'll always feel kinda low
Even though I know I'm not alone
I know I can always call.....Home???
Which home???
The one where I had the heart break...
That makes my belly ache???
Or the one where I'm free???
To be me
And follow my dreams
Even if I fail they'll still be proud of me
So many feelings
Don't know how to deal with all these feelings
I'm trying to focus
But I can't focus
So much in my head
I just want to go to bed
I want something to cuddle
That'll let me melt into it like a puddle
I may be a tomboy at times but I still have a heart
And it feels torn apart
I need to be held tight
And reassured that everything is gonna be alright

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
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