Home is where you’re welcome to eat sandwiches and food but you’re not always in a good mood a place to be yourself and have food on the shelf
Home is where you can yell and scream, home is where you can eat ice cream.
At home it’s OK to be sad or angry because you’re allowed to feel like anything at home.
At home it’s ok to confess that sometimes you’ll make a big mess.
At home I’ll always have a roof over my head and also some covers on my bedroom.
But Lastly when I’m at home I will always be loved and cared for even if you’re mean to your brother.
That’s what home means to me.