Home sweet homeThe map and my feet told me I was home.But my heart and eyes told me different.Was this my home?"What have they done to you home?" I whispered with tears in my eyes.Home stared blankly at me."What have they done to you?" Home whispered back."You are not longer welcome here."Was this my home?Not anymore.
I am meI am my junkie mother, Galaxy, who only ever loved heroin.I am my absent father, Ian, who loved the band more then me.I am my wonderful sister, Fifi, who was my mummy for 7years.I am my beautiful best friend, Jasmine, who never left my side.I am the boys who used me and left me but never loved me.I am the girls who called me fat.I am the people who loved me.I am the angel looking after me.I am the music in my soul.I am the dreams in my head.I am the cocaine in my blood.I am the good times.I am the bad times.I am the things that have happened.I am the things yet to happen.I am my life.I am me.