Homesick

There's this girl that I know who misses her home The place filled with laughter, her joy, and her hope. This girl, she is sad, and I've seen her heart break. She just doesn't belong here, and she doesn't want to stay. When she's at the beach she just sits and she stares Across the water to who knows where. The ocean is the one place she has found on this Earth That fills her with any kind of peace and hope. Though still she is sad, she's not where she belongs, But at least at the ocean the fierce homesickness calms. She'll walk down the beach and look out at the water, Totally uncaring of those who might watch her. She knows she's not normal, that she isn't like them. But she knows that they cold never understand. This girl that I speak of, how I know her well. Yet at the same time I hardly know her at all. It seems to me as I walk down that beach that I'm never gonna know of who I truly speak. Because as long as I'm here, so far from my home, my heart, my pain there, my hope, I am only half here. I am only half home. And all that I want....I just want to go home.