Sometimes…
We build houses
Thinking the truth is solid without…
Seeing…
Every side…every corner…every doorknob…
We think we know because…
We saw the plans…
And drew the maps…
And we’re certain…
So certain…
Of who we’re moving in…
And where they’re sleeping regardless of the fact that…
Sometimes…
You have to know…
The ups. The downs.
The wrongs. The rights.
And you know what
No one sees the foundation being built
The bricks being laid
And the doors screwed in.
So…
How well do you really know
The house you live in?