No

See this little girl,
Playing around in dirt

All those cracks on her feet,
All those bruises on her knees,
That one little scar just above her eyebrow,
Telling how much she must have gone through...

Ain't she beautiful...

Learned life's best lessons in hard way,
Loved and left without any meh,
Created and destroyed herself,
In empty bus stops she has found herself,

But now when she travels through the jungle,
Her feet hurt...
Her bruises have turned bad,
But still she loves the dirt...

She should return to home now...

But these sunsets and sunrises,
So miraculous when it shines...
These are something,
She cannot leave behind...

All these sunsets and sunshine,
Are worth giving a fight...
Deep down in her heart,
She knows,
What is wrong and what is right..

So she sticks to the decision,
She had made long ago...
To travel till the end,
Through fire and snow...

Going back home,
Is no longer her dream...
With this enlightenment,
Happily she screams...

No going back to home any more...
No going back to home any more...