i woke up one morning
and looked at my mirror
i saw a beautiful picture
of me and my family at marracus beach in trinidad & tobago
the place i call home.
i felt home sick.
“what is a trini like me doing in america?” i murmured to myself.
i hate the cold i miss the hot
i want to go HOME!!!
i hate the snow i miss the soothing wind that we feel around christmas time in trinidad & tobago.
im home-sick and i can't do anything about it.
im fraustrated, im tormented, i can't stand this!!! i need to go HOME!!!!
t&t listen to me no matter what it takes i'm coming home today!