THAT CORNER

That corner of my home which knows all my secrets,

Where I’ve cried rivers, where I’ve celebrated.

That corner knows everything from dusk to dawn,

Things I did right and things that have gone wrong.

That corner knows my victory, that corner knows when I failed.

That corner sometimes bores me, that same corner entertains.

That corner knows my weak points, that corner knows my strengths,

That corner knows when I fell, and when I rose again.

That corner knows when I scribbled down my feelings, that corner knows when I kept it inside.

That corner knows my craziness and my crazy life.

That corner is my favorite place, that corner feels like home.

That corner is the place where I don’t feel alone.