l used to search for shelter in people,
in soft words, warm hugs, and borrowed hearts.
But I kept getting evicted,
left with nothing but echoes and broken windows.
So I started building walls from my tears,
planting peace in the corners,
lighting candles in the dark rooms of my soul.
Slowly, I became my own home.♡♡
in soft words, warm hugs, and borrowed hearts.
But I kept getting evicted,
left with nothing but echoes and broken windows.
So I started building walls from my tears,
planting peace in the corners,
lighting candles in the dark rooms of my soul.
Slowly, I became my own home.♡♡