I miss my family more than I will tell them,
Nostagizing my own country, I miss so much,
Wondering what my friends are up to,
How did my moms apple pie taste?
Am I getting old or Is life passing me by,
because feel like I was always to tell my feelings to shy.
Is my hometown changing while I’m not there?
While traveling here to search after life,
I never realized I would cut myself out my dearest lives.
Still, I hope for the best for them,
because I made choice, I made a resolution
I’m here to become something and I will make them proud.
So loved ones, see you when I get there
and please, don’t forget me.







