It Feels Like Home
What makes a home a home?
Is it because you are there?
Or someone there?
No
A home is a home when you can hang your hat down
and not afraid you will mess it up
A home is a home when you can walk around in your underwear
and not be afraid you'll be losing it
Losing what?
Lol
Who knows?
Your self control, inhibition, whatever...
A home is a home where you can express your feelings
and not be afraid that you will be judged
as too sentimental, detrimental, temperamental
judgemental
Lol
You are never that, are you?
A home is where you hang yourself to sleep
on the couch
and do whatever
where you are perfectly fine in your own world
come whatever what may
You don't stir up for nothing
Yeah
I hope you can be like that
Anywhere you go
Because a home is not a home
if it's not in you
Welcome home, baby
I know I am
:)
Copyright © Toquyen Harrell | Year Posted 2015
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