Within

Most people think I have a small house which is true, the walls could be plaid,green,purple or blue, but they aren’t,they’re empty,completely white, the ceilings go up to no further my height, the floor creaks,outside my window a bird peeks, But houses don’t have to have an elegant interior, They can still be really quite superior, They make memories,personalities, It makes you feel safe,it allows me to be myself, I look up at the plain ceiling and walls Imagining vibrant colours covering it all, home isn’t where you move to or live in, It’s the love of all your family coming from within. whether you have sisters or brothers, You will always all have each other, The meaning of home is all being together.