Home is where my head is
behind the locked door
away from the big bad world
safe in my own part of my world
Only the chosen may enter
the ones that understand
The ones allowed to visit my world
in my own world
I rule the roost
I rule my own world
I don't complain
I don't charge rent
I can do as I wish
I exist in my own world
I am master of all I see
I am master of all I do
Home is where I lay my head
Home is where I breathe
Home is where I belong
Safe in my safe place
About the Creator
ASHLEY SMITH
England based carer, live with my wife, her parents and 4 cats. will write for all areas but especially mental health and disability. though as stuff for filthy seems popular will try there . any comments, suggestions or requests considered
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