Home is where the heart is, indeed. It’s more than just the house and your address... Home is a feeling.
It's been a long time since I last wrote a poem. I actually never thought I'll write one again. But a friend of mine recently lost her Mom who was truly dear to me and so, I wrote this:
Have you ever wanted to do your best but ended up feeling like you can't? Have you ever felt like you've done your best but it also feels like you didn't? Have you ever done your best and still your best wasn't good enough? Have you ever felt tired doing your best because you feel like it's not even worth it anymore? Or have you even forgotten how it felt like to do your best?
Now, life's just like a long road trip.
It's really not about the label. It's just "YOU"