My Home Is One In A Million
Home is somewhere I can stay,
I play, I cry, I cheer, I lie.
A familiar place where I disappear,
Where i am free from a judgmental state.
I scream, I laugh, I jeer, I craft,
For once i get to let it pass.
From where I suffer to where I’m safe,
Pain and joy all in one place.
A bundle of emotions where memories live,
The setting of my childhood.
That person whom turned into me,
As if it’s been a second or two but for once i see them coming through.
My home is one in a million,
It shines so bright but only to me.
The me who loves my messy dark home.
My home watched me grow and also grew with me.