Where my heart is at home...

What did I lose
along the way?
Where there mistakes
I could've avoided...
Perhaps I oughta stay
on the same tracks
but why...
so I might pretend
to be happy...?
I know myself...
my understanding of
my persona...
seen from the angle
outside...
doesn't match with the
picture...
I'm not perfect...
I don´t pretend to be...
that´s why my traces go
the opposite direction of
everyone elses happiness...
What is my happiness?
Maybe there´s a
different scale
that I follow?
I´ll never go
where others
go...
Neither will my dreams
be surrended by anything BUT,
the sense of restless
joy...
Where ever it may lead me,
I´ll follow...
Where ever I´ll end up,
that´s where my heart is
at home...