A/N - I wrote this, re-read it, and thought it reminded me of Kyo-kun! I'm sorry, but in Fruits
Basket, I wuffle Kyo-kun! ::huggles:: He's just so. . . sad! Sad is. . . somehow good!

*DISCLAIMER : I don't own Kyo. Or Fruits Basket. And why would you think I did?*

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Home. . .
Where is home?
Wherever it is,
It's not here.
In a home,
You feel
Safe,
Loved,
Free.
Home is where
You're surrounded by people
That love you
Just the way you are
And never want you
To change.

Not here
This house. . .
This place. . .
It is not a home.

At night,
I sit alone,
Hugging tightly
Any inanimate object
Soft enough,
And cry
So hard,
Feeling unwanted,
To the point
Of wishing myself
Dead.

Well,
It's not really
That I want to die. . .
It's that I wish
I had never lived.