No place to go

Wish I had somewhere to go.
Maybe hang out as time ticked slow.
Where I could step outside.
Ignore problems for once and hide.
A friend of families back porch.
It be nice to roast some smores.
Only if I had somewhere to go.
Like everyone else not just a phone.
Feels I have not a place to be.
None worth a moment I see.
And I am resisting all contact.
A home away froms homes impact.
Yet there's nowhere to go.
And I am just sitting here counting crows.
It is sad how my trust is over powering.
I think it is time for a showering.
For I am here as those close to me drifted.
Because the point they missed it.
With a lack of tolerance for b.s.
Here I am still as letters on a list.
Paused in time wanting to get out.
Like the words coming from my mouth.

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