When I Get Home [...]

When I get home
I wanna see my mother
The way we fight to each other
Was so unreal
When I get home
I wanna see my sister
Cause she make me nervous
I don't know but I like it now
When I get home
I wanna see the train
Sleeping trough the rain
Taking lives away
When I get home
I wanna lay in my bed
'Cause I know that it's where
I find my tears
And that's why I believe
That places can change us
No matter who you are
Someday you will see
That you can't live
Without any person
That when you get home
Will smile at you
Will give love for you
Breathing the air you breathe
But just when you get home
You will see this

- i did this thinking about my brother that went to a university. my house is another because he is gone. i usually sing my poems, make a rhythm and i like it. hope you enjoy.

<3

Poem is fantastic
In question your situation at home, I hope that will be better.
I send you my love and light <3
I'm here for you