• I walk into my house,
    And I feel like I’m in a stranger's home.
    Like an eager audience is watching me,
    Just waiting for me to roam.

    Slowly traveling up the stairs,
    My mind begins to travel
    To a place where I am free,
    And let all my emotions unravel.

    My room, of course,
    A tranquil, quiet place.
    Where I surrender my burdened soul,
    And escape the world’s disgrace.

    Oh, forever and ever I wish I can stay,
    No discrimination, no war, no lust,
    No blood, no greed, no pain,
    No secrets, no noise, no disobeying trusts.

    The only place I feel safe,
    Where I can truly be alone.
    When I am alone in my room,
    Then I feel at home.