Home is where the heart aches

Count me in
before you kick me out
We could argue 'till we're blue in my face
adding assault to injury
Be gentle
it's my last time to shine
else i fall victim to the fists of time
It seems our blood is worth no more than mud
but that's a blessing isn't it?
and of course i give into it
Home is where the heart aches
home is where the love breaks
home never happened to me
What you see
is what you get
and i suggest
you get used to it
Because i will never
make you proud
and that's something
i can live with
Things don't change
they stay the same
it's only the words that rearrange
i am the person i can't ignore
i am the person that i abhor
Fifteen years
of endless fear
of stolen youth
of keeping clear
i am the person you can't ignore
i am the son you will never adore