Home

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Home is where I destress.

For starters,

I prefer a place of loneliness and solitude.

Because my sanity matters,

I need time to wind down and change my attitude...

And outlook on life.

Working in retail definitely has taken a toll on my mental state,

I'm sure there are many people out there who'd be able to relate.

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Home is where I pick up a pencil,

And open up a journal.

Sketching out strokes of seemingly random lines,

And traveling to the deepest parts of my mind.

Digging up many interesting words from my shrine.

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Home is a safe place to me,

And music just makes me feel free.

More free than I have ever been.

Singing my heart out,

And dancing without a doubt.

As long as my one-man audience enjoys it,

Who says I can't?

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Home is where I can express myself.

The five-foot-two elf...

That I am.

Yes, I may be weird...

"But I was born this way," I always cheer.

Grabbing words from a shelf inside my brain,

Opening up to myself with my own traumas and pain.

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Home is a quiet place,

That I always come back to, to embrace.

Silence is my saving grace at times.

I can focus on many prompts and ideas that my mind shares,

Or I can just read a book or story that interests me like a fiery flare.

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To recap on what home is to me,

It's a place to destress.

It's a safe place.

It's a place to express myself.

It's quite a quiet space.

It's a place to hold all my creativity on the shelf.

It is home,

And I love this mini-kingdom.