Is it the home I call home or is it just the feeling that every time I go inside I get deja vu? Is it becuase I keep walking in it over and over again? Maybe you think I should stop but, I can't I believe its home. Just becuase I made it,does it matter what I think? I dont think so. Its not home, its just becuase your here.

I still have that little thing inside of me- Sierra Caldwell