In My House

In my house it's more than you think. It’s more than four walls and bricks. In my house in my kitchen it smells like my mom’s funky baking In my house there's lots of memories. The memories are more than in my house like going four hours away to somewhere that's called home for me. In my house nothing is perfect, there's lots of fighting. In my house I know for a fact nothing is perfect even for you no one is alone in their house.