On the inside I'm different,
the outside the same;
or wait is it the other way?
On the outside I'm different,
the inside the same,
Keep moving don't stay.
You miss home,
but it's not what it used to be,
people keep changing.
You want to go back,
where you are today,
but nobody knows what shaped me.
The issue's the heart, mind and soul,
tired of being partial,
wanting to be known whole.
