The fun times we had
The memories we shared the arguments we had
They are all just memories from the past
Missing my friends is almost like when a brother misses his sister

This new place is filled with possibilities and opportunities
Which seemed far when I was back home
It’s a life I had never imagined, it has more challenges than I ever expected
Mostly stressful, less joy and laughter, more pain and headaches
I just miss home, some say home is where the heart is
And I, at first didn’t understand the meaning behind it until this very day

I want to go home; this place is not my home
Home brings joy unto the heart, this place brings sorrow
Home makes one feel safe,
I always watch my back when walking down the street
Home is where my friends are
It’s beautiful on its own
But it will never be a happy place for a rural girl like me