I wanna go home. Not the house I'm in right now. My old house was infront of the metro station, we could go anywhere we wanted. At night if you put your ear to the floor you can hear the metro running. It wasn't a big house, but it was perfect. Everything was much simpler back then, I was a better kid. Ever since I moved to this part of the city (7 years now), I've been a worse kid. Back then I never listened to music or was stressed out. Now I constantly listen to (c)rap and feel like crying myself to bed every night I've met some people here, and for the first time I could invite these people to my house to play games, but I've never truly laughed so hard since Grade 6 Had I grown up in the same old house, my life would be completely different. I wouldn't be contemplating on weed every second day or being an awkward kid. I'd actually do better compared to now I know that I wouldn't have met people that I consider my best bros had I not moved here, but for the life of me I wanna go back home If I had to pay a million dollars for that hone, I'll do it. The memories I had growing up there are priceless.