home can be a place ,
or a memory ,
or a thought ,
or a person ,
you were my home ,
you kept me safe ,
protected from the rain ,
and let the sun shine down on me ,
you kicked me outta your life ,
and now im homeless ,
I now sleep in the allys ,
on the hard, cold cement ,
And you dont care ,
you stil leave me out here ,
cold and lonely ,
with my heart broken ,
not into 2 pieces ,
but a million ,
you were my home .