Solitude

I wanna go home and forget all troubles,

or just pretend they don't exist.

I wanna go home and forget about my destiny,

or just cut the rope between me

and the rest.

I wanna go home and hide myself under the covers,

and wait for my mother to cook.

I wanna go home to complain about the future,

because i just don't wanna live.

I wanna go home

and I don't know why.

'Cause that place was never like home to me.