I think I have become ungrateful with my table...
I did so much to get it

I actually don't know how it got here.?

at some stage I said enough!...and established myself

I never had a table

and the ones I was near were never mine I didn't treat them right.
always borrowed beds slept on by other miserable heads

I don't understand possession...I don't know belonging

living on the outside it takes time to come inside...

and feel truly at home