Home Alone

 It's quiet, but I hear voices in my head. They tell me things that I don't understand.

But I mean it wouldn't hurt to try to.

Or maybe it would so that's why they make it so hard to.

Maybe one day I'll understand.

But first I have to try to, but that's only if I want to.

But I have to, or else I'll stay Home Alone.

Abandoned, open-handed. I try to be open-minded but it's so hard to understand it.

Dyslexia...isn't that what they call it???

But i'm to smart for that, and that's not even one of my diagnosis. 

I'm just a young scholar tryna get educated.

So I can be known for something far more than the Great Debaters.

Debating if they should open the door and let me go on my own, or should I be declined my rights of freedom and be left.......Home Alone.