I come from a small town not big nor round<\/p>\n
I come from the grass that is now concrete<\/p>\n
I come from my mum and the hospital bed I used to lie in<\/p>\n
I come from the house that I moved away from<\/p>\n
I come from the warmth that isn’t so warm now<\/p>\n
I come from a family with all the fights<\/p>\n
I come from a hospital where I saw the bright lights<\/p>\n
I come from the winter and the warmth of July<\/p>\n
I come from my soft brown bear me and my mum used to play with that is the memories I miss<\/p>\n
I come from the room we sing in<\/p>\n
I come from the nature I love<\/p>\n
I come from a family that I was the only child in<\/p>\n
I came from the bed I used to cry in now its just the bed I lie in<\/p>\n
Dancing in moonlight underneath the stars,
\nlaughing till the morning comes,
\nlike we used to do<\/p>\n
By Paige<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I come from a small town not big nor round I come from the grass that is now concrete I come from my mum and the hospital bed I used to lie in I come from the house that I moved away from I come from the warmth that isn’t so warm now I come … <\/p>\n