I'm Not Home
I don’t care what others think
I like to live alone
Do not come for I’m not home
Don’t call me on the phone
I like to live as I do
I live with ghosts of past
I don’t care what you say
For I’m content at last
You only call on me
To see where I have been
You’re nosy and you pry
And try to rumor sins
Leave me alone and let me be
I’m now a mere outcast
Leave me alone I’ve company
From generations past
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