It doesn't scare me to travel
I know I can carry what I need
Or make something new where I land
I developed this skill young
Having to reinvent myself
Trying to escape
Do we all have this in common?
Those who flock to Your side
Carpet bags and makeshift lanterns
Terrified of rejection
Unable to breathe through the tears
You love us anyway or Maybe because of
All of our scars and missing parts
Our desperate searching, wandering
Looking for wholeness, for acceptance
A place to simply know what it's like to breathe
Home isn't something I have trusted
Love can be revoked
Everything is temporary
This is both a comfort and pain
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