Homemaker PT 2

Homemaker, homemaker,
make me a home.
Find me a phone.
Send me to Rome.

The truth is, even when I am home, I’m lost in my mind. Left at the wrongs. Which way is right?

Writing is the route,
the green-light golden alley of my dreams.

Finding my place, somewhere new.
I am everything and nothing.

Today, I am a writer.

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