I just want to go home
The place where i can trap myself
Yet still be free
The place where i can be me
I just want to go home
To lay in your lap
That cosy feeling of the cushion
And the warmth of a mother
I want to be that blooming sprout once again
Calling everything mine
In this beautiful journey
Of going home once again
The only place i can call mine
All the fields where i can dance
And recite all my rhymes
A place where i can save my inner child,
The child that lyes deep inside
YOU ARE READING
IT IS POETRY I CONFIDE IN
ŞiirIt was only in the theatre that I lived~ -Oscar wilde ______🎭______ And only in the poetry that I confide in ...
