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.