I've got no one.

Now I'm done calling people family 

Who don't deserve such technicality

5 hard years and where were you

when I needed you most you flew

 

no one knows the inner battles

where I lay wounded and rattled

now I'm done calling people family

who don't deserve such technicality

do you understand

no one understands

 

my reoccurring dreams draw me closer

but logicality pushes my soul further

I am always searching for home in them

my dreams are to vivid to show em

 

no one knows the inner battles

where I lay wounded and rattled

now I'm done calling people family

who don't deserve such technicality

do you understand 

no one understands

 

I bet you wanted me to call on the phone

you couldn't be bothered to put up the phone

I think about it all the time

about you life based on lies

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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