I wish for places where I belonged
Places where, once, I am myself
The comfort of a memory in safety
Those moments frozen time
You were there, on those days
In those places where I was
The fear, the fretting, the lack of me
Everything I was I could never see
I suppose there never was a place
No places where I could be free
The longing for something sweet
Something passed away
I never really had those places
So I guess my longing isn’t true
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