where is home?

I miss home.

But where is home?

I don’t belong to China,

Nor America.

I can’t get along with Chinese,

Nor Americans.

What make trusting a person so difficult?

“The bitch set me up!”

That’s the first quote I learned in DC.

I want to be at home.

Isn’t it the only safe place in the world?

But where is home?

My home?