Comfort is what I seek In a place I stay in all week.
A place where I let the world pass by. A place where my dreams can fly sky high.
There's no one to judge me for what I wear. In fact, I could walk around in my underwear!
There must be food filling the place. Especially for times when I'm disappointed in the human race.
Shelves stocked with books of my favorite kind. I need to be able to just read and unwind.
One more thing I must request: This place must fill a whole in my chest.
This place must be able to let my heart roam. This must be a place I call home.
So that anytime I'm feeling stressed or blue I will have a place to come home to.