The walls whisper tales of yesteryears,
As I pack memories into worn-out bags,
The door creaks, a final farewell,
Home, a place I’ll always hold dear.

Shadows of laughter dance in the halls,
Echoes of voices, now distant calls,
A journey awaits beyond these walls,
Embracing the unknown, as the curtain falls.

Streets familiar, faces known,
A comfort zone, I’ve outgrown,
With every step, a seed is sown,
In lands where dreams are overthrown.

Heart heavy, yet spirits high,
Under foreign skies, my future lies,
Leaving home, with teary eyes,
To find where my true essence lies.