My mind's unweaving, maybe it's best you leave me alone.......

Sometimes I feel as if I am leading 2 separate lives. Like a secret agent or super hero. Although my lives are not quite as dramatic or desired.

On one hand I have my life here. Friends, good times and memories.

Then I have the same thing back east. Friends, family, and my entire life up until now.

It's as if I'm 2 different people. Which one I am depends on my geographic location.

As I prepare to go back to my home, the place where I grew up, I can't help but wonder. Do I still belong there? Or do I belong here?

Some people say home is where your heart is.
But what if you heart is broken and scattered.
I feel as if mine is.

Someone show me what to do.


Give me a reason to stay.


Or a reason to go.