My home is not a home, br not a place to call my own, br not a place where I can sleep peacefully, br not a place where I can sing or dance about it. br My home is not a place where i can think, br not even a place to breath, br not a place to feel welcomed and worm, br not a place to go back to just to leave behind, br not a place to be happy, br not a place to be soothed. br My home is not my home, br not a place to call my own.