the day is over
my week is done
dark gray clouds
hide a setting sun

i stand ready to leave
it's time for me to go home
but oh how sad
for my heart does not seem to know
where 'home' is anymore

it fights within me wanting to go this way
but that path is not clear
where is this road that takes me
back to where I belong

cloudy skies
a misty rain
a painted mask
it hides my pain

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