Searching For a Home

Passing by each house

Knocking on their door

Scared as a mouse

Rotten to the core

They never let you in

They never give you warmth

You struggle in your skin

Keep on marching forth

Searching for a home

Dreaming of a hearse

Everywhere you roam

It just keeps getting worse

You toss in your sleep

"Maybe someday they'll want me,"

A desperate little sheep

You don't like being free

So when you find the fox

Who tells you that you're perfect

Don't listen to his talk

He's not here to protect

You wanted love

But all you got was attention

Flying white dove

Exist in a different dimension