Home is where you drop your mask, forge your armored disguise
Doesn’t mean they’re always wrong
Sometimes you’ve got to be strong
Even when it feels like the world’s falling down,
You can still come around
Different times and different places
sometimes familiar, sometimes strangers
Even when you’ve run so far
you can come home, the one place people know who you are
It wasn’t always like this
I used to feel alone, especially when they surrounded me, told me I was too different
asked me how I could think the way I do
Preaching the truth, my thoughts were impossible and stupid
At least when I was alone I could lose myself in books
Magic never ending, a place to run away to, at least for a while
Then I saw you smile
I had to look again, and tho’ I needed a frien’
I was scared to let you in
I’ve never trusted anyone, my mother gave me concrete proof that I was right
in at least that decision, but it was a lonely place
never show my real face, without feeling deep disgrace
How did I get this one time chance
when you asked me to dance,
we heard the same song
please don’t prove me wrong.
We’ve both had our faults, made our apologies
made our promises to keep,
us sane and safe and secure
This has to be for sure
I’m too old to start over, too jaded to think I could
It’s you and me forever, that’s what’s understood
If we fall apart tomorrow or sometime down the road
please remember sweetheart, my souls been bought and sold
You are my tomorrow, You’re my end of days
my life would surely be over if we ever parted ways
we moved, we’ve changed, but my love has stayed the same
Hometown doesn’t exist for me
You’re the end of the game.
Take this song into your heart, feel it in your soul
Our lives are but a soundtrack,
our Home Sweet Home,
built by Rock and Roll.
The rhythm changes towards the end of this poem, but the imagery is beautiful.
Hello! Thank you for commenting. Does it sound too off? I meant to change the tone because I was thinking of a friend joking about our lives having a soundtrack no matter what is going on, and how much our tastes fluctuate from slow and warm to raucous and crazy. If you think it sounds too rough and way out of place I would like to rethink it and possibly change it. I really appreciate you taking the time to read it. Michelle
This is a very beautiful and heartfelt poem. The words you used really help me emphasize and understand your emotions (: