Welcome to a place so secret and scarce, where love dwells and people swear.

A place where allusion is key to misleading love and people all around hide from the truth.

Welcome to a place where tennis shoes have thrones and your own shoes carry pillows.

Welcome to a place where boys and girls portray men and women, but the parents don’t know they started the trend.

Welcome to a place where hurt and pain hits hard like tornadoes and breaks your limbs.

Welcome to a place where thank you is evil and comes with belittling stares.

Welcome to a place where insecurities is common and the boys pick on girls who lost their fathers.

Welcome to a place where a father presence is rare and unusual and the mothers are mean and cruel but all you have.

Welcome to a place where your feet touch the floor but your head is on cloud nine.

Welcome to a place where freedom is lost around the society of disbelief.

Welcome to a place where your body is the only key for a man’s relief.

Welcome to a place where “No” means “Yes”.

Welcome to a place where you can’t say “I need help”.

Welcome to a place where feelings are never shown.

Welcome to a place where there is so much hurt and pain you don’t have a home.

Welcome to a place where you only smile when deep down your’re really hurt.

Welcome to a place where girls who love are perceived as sluts and cuts to the core.

Welcome to a place where no one know the difference between Love and War.

Welcome to a place full of evil hearts and no one stands up for what they start.

Welcome to my place, my heart, my soul, your fear, your dark secret, but this is my HOME.

~Sameeha Ali