Home.
I feel like I'm blind sometimes, moving along by my sense of intuition alone. It is like I am reaching towards this big confusing whirlpool of lights and colors and sounds, stretching my fingers out as far as they can go. I am boldly yet tentatively feeling around me for another person's hand, just waiting to make a connection with someone. I know it probably sounds so ridiculous and laughable - maybe even pathetic - but I really just want to find that a sanctuary; I want to come home.
I seek the security and comfort that I imagine will balance me out, complementing the girl I am and giving me the energy and motivation to push myself harder and become a better me. I don't think it's too much to hope for... I just don't want any lies, I don't want conditions and I don't want the hurt. I just want to know that something that good exists and will come my way in due time - hopefully sometime soon. I want to learn that the stories are real and that happiness can last. Just let me come home.
I seek the security and comfort that I imagine will balance me out, complementing the girl I am and giving me the energy and motivation to push myself harder and become a better me. I don't think it's too much to hope for... I just don't want any lies, I don't want conditions and I don't want the hurt. I just want to know that something that good exists and will come my way in due time - hopefully sometime soon. I want to learn that the stories are real and that happiness can last. Just let me come home.