HOME

People say home is where the heart is But I don’t know where my heart is anymore Have I lost it or is it under the layers and layers of protection I have built Have I been hurt one to many times that now I cant let people in Or am I hoping, day after day, week after week that someone will come, That they will have the patience to help me whatever I am going through And realise I am not me That my heart has changed me into someone I’m not That I’m just putting a smile on my face because I want people to believe Believe I am happy and feel like I belong That I m doing better and thriving I hope they believe that I am slowly breaking the barrier around my heart Because I am ready to make this house a home.