Homesick, Homesick
Tears streamed down my face last night. All those things in pain
It was so overfilling with feelings of vain
My mind filled with stress
I can't concentrate no more but guess
It was a mess in my mind
I had to somehow find
My way out of this ice
It maybe my only way to find my life
Again, it might be the only way to gain control
Over my overwhelming soul
Copyright © Ina Nakagawa | Year Posted 2016
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