Growing Up

All my life
I’ve longed for home, for family,
To be loved,
For whatever I am truly

But this place has changed me.

I don’t ask anymore;
I don’t seek or desire
That kind of connection
All the world are liars

What could it ever mean?

What matters now
All that can
Is giving my precious children
Their best possible chance

To fly away securely

Prepared to land.