Home?

Brulletje99

I live in a house,
What isn’t my home.
There are many people,
But I’m feeling alone.

Home is a place,
Where it’s cosy and stable,
But in my head, it’s a maze,
And I’m not very able,
To wait and stay calm.
I just need an arm,
To keep my heart warm.

I don’t know the feeling,
What it’s like to come home,
And think to yourself,
I’m not on my own.