Miserable

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To feel lonesome in the place you call home

It is the lowest feeling to have to know

I'd like the chance to roam

I hate to say I want to go 

In an unlikely situation I am stuck

Without any luck

 

My husband says stay I say go

Anywhere at all id like to be 

But the cash doesn't exactly flow

Now you know what it's like to be me

 

  • Author: Erica (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 18th, 2018 21:08
  • Category: Unclassified
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