Home of Secrets

Home is a place to call my own, a place to be sad, or happy, to me home is like my very own area, my family and friends, my memories won't end. Broken, the truth unspoken, they will be here when the end is near. Home is a place to be when there's no escape for me. Home is my place, my area, my space, nobody shall take, that’d be a mistake. My Home is my own for me, myself, and I. At home there's no reason to cry. Home is a special place. My own space. There's no other place to call my own, besides my own home. When I'm home it's like my very own dome, a fort in the woods, a forsaken place, can’t take me away, can’t keep me alone, this is my home. Drifting away from my home. Makes it feel like it's not my own. It's not a goodbye, just a “See you later.” Can’t disagree, can’t hate on me. I love my home because it's my own. It's full of responsibility, and sometimes it goes to me. Here at my home it’s a place for me, friends, and of course my family. Please don’t take me away, please no, not today, it's my happy place, my comfort space, my calming area, don’t break the connection, my home has my attention. Don’t break me now, don’t take me yet, I’m not ready for this yet, don’t wanna leave the place I know, this is the only place I wanna go. When it all goes down, where laughter fills the air, family board games, movie nights, where everything is right, can’t break the relation. There is a locked up place inside of me, And my home holds that key. Home is the place where I want to be. Don’t break it now. My dad, my mom, my sisters, my brothers, my nephews, my nieces, my cousins, my uncles, my nanny, my grampy. This is my home, these people are my home. Don’t lie, don’t cry, don’t yell. Just be at peace, my bed is my place, my room is my space. Maybe it’s not just my place, gotta share, but I don’t care. My locked up place was opened by my home.