Returning To Old Roots

I've wandered far and wide, Seen many place and face, But now I find myself Returning to my old roots, To the place where I was born, The place where I belong. I've learned so much along the way, But sometimes it's hard to stay True to who I am, To hold on to my own plan. But now I'm coming home, Back to where I'm known, Where the people understand, Where I can be who I am.

Digital Collage Art by Tankuss