where I walk in and feel sincerely happy
Where I don’t have to fake all the smiles and laugher
Where the bra strips goes out and the stomach lays out without shame away from the judgy eyes of the world
Where I speak to the walls,the curtains,and even the ceiling fan and they all understand perfectly.
Where serenity doesn’t have to be bought and peace of mind overflows
My room is where you find the real me so quit searching in the crowd because I live back here
Read my post "The Night". Something on this line of thought.