The Meaning of Home

My home is the places in my mind. My mind is the only place I express myself freely, without anyone seeing me. I feel cared for there, although it is only myself. Even if I will never know what my mind looks like I imagine it as a cozy, small, warm, room that is always locked because it feels so private. My mind isn't always so cozy though, sometimes it makes me paranoid for no reason at all, sometimes it makes me think very dark and sad thoughts, but those thoughts never stay. Even if my mind isn't always so peaceful it will always be my safe space