My Home

It’s hard to believe in fairy tales

When that is not what I see

The way that things are moving here

It's not how things should be

I’m not looking for a paradise

I’m not sure what is sought

I’m not one to be filled with awe

I’m not one to be bought

That’s not my life

That’s not where I am going

Got to be

What I believe

What I feel

When I see it

I know where my home is to be

Got tired of others direction

There were no seeds to be sown

Needed inspiration in order to grow

I have to seek what is unknown

That's my life path

To be in search of real me 

Got to be

What I believe

What I feel

When I see it

I know where my home will be

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by Bill Ferguson

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