Mama Im Coming Home

"Times have changed and times are strange
Here I come and I aint the same
Mama I'm coming home
Times gone by seem to be
You could have been a better friend to me
Mama, I'm coming home......"

Dammit......I'm in that mode again.I miss school.....i miss it all.Was talkin about school after such a long time with someone who i dint know since adam.......n damn!!!talkin about school wi a perfect stranger(well not stranger really....)is...........damn im still lookin for the right words.
The same time,same place but different people.The smell,the sounds,the feel,the lights......in the morning,in the afternoon(1:20),at nite......
It was home.....somewhere were we learnt how to walk and run and then eventually strut hopin that we'd be noticed.....we learn to gurgle and talk and then eventually talk nonsense just to be noticed.......for what?Gone are the days of innocence,of not worrying about the world.Now with every step I trip and stumble and wonder what it was that I did so wrong to deserve all this.To be out in the world with nothing to protect me....no magic wands,no brooms...not so much as a word.After 15 years of being heard,to be thrown into a life where even if I screamed noone hears me.And so I trip and fall,and slowly pick myself up......drawing strenght from the place which made me the person I am today-to carry on.Coz I have to....I owe it to the place which changed my 1st gurgle to words of confidence.Kinda like Maria..."I have confidence in me".But above all.....
Labore Est Constantia.....
Dammit.......I'm in that mode again.....and the tears feel great coupled with the smile......