Isn’t home supposed to be
one’s happy place?
Isn’t home supposed to be
the warmest place filled with nothing but love?
Isn’t home supposed to be
a place where you’re comfortable to talk about
anything, good or bad?
Isn’t home supposed to be
where your feelings, thoughts and opinions matter,
where your happiness matters even more?
Isn’t home supposed to be
where you are your true self?
Where every reason behind your good feels, bad mood,
or your behavior matters?
Isn’t home supposed to be
a place where you laugh out even louder
and cry your heart out if you have to
a place you miss, and run back to when things fall apart?

Isn’t home supposed to be all that!!