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I just wanna get away. I just wanna escape from this place never to return again. Never to see these same everyday faces. I’m tired of not being about to live my life without someone judging me or disapproving of the things I do and choices I make. I hate feeling as though someone is always watching me, waiting for me to mess up. Waiting for me to do something they can run back and tell my family. Last time I checked I was grown. Ha! Family; I don’t know that word. I thought I had family in the past, but I have now come to realize that the ones I longed for to save me from my reality aren’t family. I’ve come to realize that if you don’t live like they want you to and do what they want you to then they disown you. Throw you out like yesterday’s newspaper and forget all about you. Only to become the black sheep, the runt, the embarrassment, the mistake they wish was never made. To be talked about as the one who had the potential and let it all go to waste. I just wanna get away; escape this place to never again return. I wanna go back home. Wanna go back to that place where my where my heart beats strong and my blood pumps warm. That place where my history is; where my soul smiles and the streets are filled with memories. I wanna go home to that place where the people could care less about judging me let alone what I choose to do with my personal life. Back home to that place where I can be an individual and still be invisible. Home to that place where the impossible becomes impossible and I am free to be me.