Sheltered But Homeless

June 22, 2015

You took me in

to a place

I call home


You gave me life

so the place you settle

is where I have to adjust


This world isn't pretty

but you brought me here

this is home

but I still feel like

a stranger


I share a 3000 square foot box

with people of the same genes

big shaped eyes, curly hair, and weird noses

blood relations

but no love


I am lost in a place I should feel


it feels like my room is my only refuge

every time I step foot out of it

the mood of the living room changes

and I dont feel like I am


so I go back into my refuge

still lost and lonely

I never loved

nor felt it

so love is the same as nonliving




You brought into this world

with no choice of my own

so I've settled and called this home


this feels like obligation

if I could leave

I would

I want to feel important


I am sheltered but I'm homeless

protected from the out

the bugs, the bad people

but protected from



members of a fam(ily)

"I love you" was never said to me

things that were suppose to be felt in a


weren't there


I am homeless






and obligated


this is my home

and i want to move out

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Nated315This teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Apr. 8, 2016 at 10:46 am
This is deep! I love it! it was kind of daring! but it payed off! :) ps I got your comment on one of my poems (Duct Tape).
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