This is not my home.

Home is supposed to be a safe space.

Where you can do whatever you want to.

I feel like a stranger here.

I feel so lost and so confused.

Like a bird that’s trapped in a cage.

My spirit is crying and my heart is broken.

These four walls are my only company

Darkness is all I can see there is no light.

This is not my home.

But where… where is my home?

I can’t remember anything.

Why am I feeling like this?

My head feels heavy.

Is this what it feels like to suffer from a memory loss?

Nobody knows who I am nobody can help me.

I…I wish I could find my way home.

If only I can find a way out of here.