Finding A Home
Finding A Home
Your home is not in their imaginary castles,
Your home is that body covered with freckles.
Your home is not in the disguised Angels with plastic hearts,
Your home is in the strange actions of your broken parts.
You can just be a guest to other
You can go around knocking one door and another,
Your home isn’t a palace made a glass,
Your home is in these ruins within covered with grass.
When you believe that you are lovable
The home within you will become liveable,
Love yourself, dear,
You are your home
Cause there won’t be fear,
You won’t leave you alone.