Comfort Side Of Heaven

I am strong. I am a survivor. I will not fit into anyone else's mold. I think outside the box. This mantra keeps going through my head. If I keep saying it, it's true, right? Not everyone can have a picture-perfect life forever. I did have that life, or I thought I did. Was it an illusion that I had to mature to see the truth? My dad was a rock star, and we had all the perks and comforts that came with the whole persona, but at home, I was just Dad's little princess and he was my hero.
My mom couldn't spare the time to have a daughter. She showed up for photo opportunities.
One night my life took a turn into disaster and nine months later I walked away from the shambles that was once my life.
I snuck away from the pain and I was on my way to freedom in the back of a bus.
I may have left home an innocent sixteen-year-old but with four years of being alone and on the move I have finally decided it's time to take what's mine find myself the Comfort Side Of Heaven.