The Collection Of Poetry

Imagination

I have a different kind of home .

Most homes have four walls and a door .

They have families that laugh and live as one .

But my home is not what it seems .

My home is the creaves of my mind .

There are no walls , but there are many doors .

There are many windows and there many people .

I feel safe in my head .

It is my escape .

And sometimes I feel as if it my world .

Your mind never judges you .

Your thoughts are all your own .

You can be anything , to your hearts disires .

So think about that next time you escape into your imagination .