#MyConceptOfHome
"Home is where the heart is" they say
Whenever I hear that, I feel disdain
How should I figure out where my heart is?
I want to know what I like, that's my wish

Is it about whose heart I own?
Do what I like, show that I've grown?
Is it quite literary, like the place I live?
Or be a good human, no takes only give?

I guess I'll struggle to figure that out
After all, home is something we can't live without
But for now I guess my home is a person
When situation is bad, they stop it from getting worsened

That home is always with me
Because my home is indeed, me
The reason I am what I am is me
Till I find my home, it's gonna be me

My mind tells me what to do and I follow
I help myself get up when I'm in sorrow
I support myself and do what I fancy
Because I can see myself the way nobody else can see

That's not enough though
I need a person to call home
I am eagerly waiting, but I'm not hopeless
If I can't find them, it's ok. If I do, I'll be blessed

I want more but I like what I have
It turned out amazing when I gave myself a chance
So for now, everything and everywhere is home
Because regardless of anyone, I'll always be my own.








© Carishahh