Home is Where the Heart is
If home is where the heart is,
then where is my heart?
Maybe it's with
my Hogwarts house,
the Slytherins,
but they're ridiculed for being
arrogant, and
Muggle-haters,
so that's a no.
Perhaps it's with
my most recent fandom,
Black Butler,
but that world
is not someplace I
would want to live;
too much blood.
Maybe it's with
my first fandom,
The Last Airbender,
but the movie
was absolutely
terrible, so I
don't want to call that place home.
Perhaps it's with
the summer of regrets,
when I found some of my favourite fandoms,
Doctor Who, Merlin, Sherlock, and Supernatural.
But no.
Doctor Who is hard to keep up with.
Merlin has too depressing of an ending.
Sherlock hasn't made Johnlock canon.
And Supernatural has to much death to call home.
Maybe it's the internet,
where insane asylum patients and
people like me run wild.
Um...one of me is enough,
so there cannot be my home.
Perhaps it's fandoms in general,
where fiction matters more than
any and everything.
But no, home needs to be a
real place, not some distant dream.
Then maybe it's reality,
where life is more important fandoms,
and every day is exactly like the last,
no surprises, like some dystopian novel.
But no, a house like that is not a home.
A house is built with boards and beams,
but a home is built with love and dreams.
So for dreams they prepare,
but what about nightmares?
Face it,
home is non existent for some people.
Or they can't decide what to call home.
Sure, you can have a 2nd home,
but what about a 3rd?
Or 4th?
Or even a 5th?
Sometimes it's just to hard to pick one,
so my home must be in the in between.
It's in between fiction and reality.
It's in between what is and what should never be.
It's in between happy and sad.
It's in between good and bad.
It's in between right and wrong.
It's in between weak and strong.
It's in between alive and dead.
It's in between in my heart and in my head.
So I guess home isn't where my heart is.
It's where my heart decides to be.
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