I still need so much

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Home, I like to call it my comfort zone. Whether it’s with my family, my friends, or even in your arms I feel safe. I’ve been away for too long now, so it feels that way. My homesickness is kicking in now, and with this homesickness comes anxiety and with anxiety comes depression and with depression comes fear. Fear that I’ll never be home again, because its always nice to go back to your comfort zone, and I’ve already took the big risk of leaving it, so let me go back, just once. Maybe I’m tired of these unfamiliar faces here. Maybe I’m scared that this will never feel like home, but let me go back to my comfort zone, so my family can greet me with hugs, my friends can great me with smiles, and so I can feel safe in your arms. Cause it’s starting to get lonely here. This isn’t what home should feel like. You can’t make a home without family or friends. I don’t care if this makes me weak. Everyone has their comfort zone. Mine is with the people I love the most, Home.