A home needs support.
Something to hold everything together.
I was told your family is your home no matter what, or where you go.
With them you’ll never be alone or out in the cold.
You can smile making piles or even miles of memories.
Not having one memory temporary.
Just you and me being free with the breeze.
Together you can conquer the flaws hidden between the walls. So nothing falls.
Their voices make the choices easier. So the pain eases.
With them I’m not misunderstood making it easy to see the good.
Even though my home isn’t located on the maps it’s not complicated.
So I can relax.
Not wanting to close my eyes
Fore the time is passing by.
My home is all I know, so it’s showing all my pride
For sure until my last goodbye.