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Everybody demands a home, after a long day we want to go home... WHY??? Maybe your parents are waiting or maybe your dearest one is waiting for me. Personally I feel that home is where is your peace belongs, where you find your own identity, find yourself.
Those who live outside the home for job purposes or live another country miss their home very much. Well, home doesn't define not only structural shelter but also defines love, comfort... After a long hectic day, you just want to be at home...
Some people live alone, they don't have anyone actually no one. After coming back home, they are all alone, try to find a way to find themselves. Sometimes my thoughts are illogical delusional but I love delusional things, those things make me happy, my imagination world.
This is just like after darkness you are waiting for the light. You can feel someone's presence but they are not with you but you are still waiting to hope that they will come back soon and you will die one day... May be alone...
Oh, I hope someday I'll make it out of here
Even if it takes all night or a hundred years
Need a place to hide, but I can't find one near
Wanna feel alive, outside I can fight my fear...
Your heart, soul is crying, you are hungry, craving for a home of love because you are stuck, you are waiting that someone will come for you, take you out from this darkness and show you the light... You are stuck in a box, box of glass...
You are watching the rain from the glass box, you can feel the severe cold, you can feel the darkness of your soul, you are all alone...
Just waiting...
Your brain stuck, you are watching here and there, looking for someone, something is going on inside your head but you are exhausted, exhausted of running away, bored of this life, pissed of pretending that you are happy, exhausted of showing smiling face but you are doing that every single day... Because this is life, you just don't wanna show your inside...
Every day you come back home and go to in front of the mirror to see who you really are because only the mirror can show you who you are. Whom you can see?? An exhausted tired person who's heart is crying but smiling in front of everyone...
Isn't it lovely, all alone?
Heart made of glass, my mind of stone
Tear me to pieces, skin to bone
Hello, welcome home...
This is who we actually are, pretending to be happy pretending to be good... we fear to show ourselves who we exactly are because the real world is cruel, no time for your crying, no one gonna understand your pain...
But the home is the only place where you don't need to pretend, where you don't need to give a fake smile because it's home, it's your home...
As I have already mentioned, my thoughts are illogical, delusional and imaginary so these are just my words from my imaginations. I know words are scattered but there is a deep meaning hidden inside...
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