I have made
up my mind that i am going home
I have been
out working for years and got nothing to be proud of
It’s been so
miserable living in a shame like i got nothing to live for
I can’t
afford an apartment and can't afford a decent meal
Like the
prodigal son, i want to go back home and have peace of mind
It's enough
living an outward life; I’ve got families back home that care
I am going
to be in good hands, i have got nothing to get my mind worried
I am not
getting younger; my hope of getting a job is diminishing
I have tried
everything i could think of, and am losing the zeal of life completely
I missed the
love i enjoyed each day back home.
I missed the
homely care, support and the laughter back home
Life is so difficult;
i have lost my sense of judgment
I rarely
find justice living in this world; if it does i know i can't afford one
I am already
packed and ready to go back home
Do you want
to come with me? There is no need to suffer anymore
I have got a
plan to start life anew and make penance for my shortcoming
I am going
home, i want to try and live like a man
This can't
be too much to ask for one to live a decent life
I have to
face life like a man and make it bow for me
For it is
never too late to make it in life today or tomorrow
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