House Like Home

I guess writing is still my PLACE LIKE HOME.

There's a place they call home,

Where one should feel at home.

Then there's one called house,

Where one stay in just a house.

I keep going back home,

Keep finding a house.

Sometimes I dream of a home,

Still I find a house.

I'll stay in this house,

Hoping to find a home.

May I should go out sometimes,

Because there are times,

When a homeless is more at home without a house.

Reviews

[Invisible]

I get this piece

[Scarlet Alice]

welcome then to my home :)

[Invisible]

just don't let me inside, i'm one strange house guest :P

[Scarlet Alice]

oohh.. I see... don't worry I'm a weird home owner anyway. Just don't "break" anything :)

[Invisible]

well i'm pretty clumsy, but usually I tend to hurt myself more than the objects around me lol