What is life all about? Sometimes I really feel I don't belonged here. I'm like so out of place and I'll just do what I can do.

Why?

Okay, ain't being emo.

I think I know why.

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Cause my life on earth is like my visa, my working permit here on earth. It's just temporary.

When I'm done with what I have to do or when my visa expires, I will go back to where I belong.

Heaven, that's my home, that's where I belong.

(I know if this is my exam question and Amelia as my examiner, she would give me 100% for this answer. Right Amy?)