Can'T Wait To Go Home
I'm stuck in this room, one person, two beds
There always checking my bags
Big window, without a view
I don't want your lotions, shampoos, soaps or creams
I want my own
The one's brought from home
The revenge, I must hold inside
The hatred for this place
Can't wait to go home
Mommy sign me out
I promise to act right
I won't scream, yell or fight
I'll brush my teeth
Make up my bed
I'll make things right, this place isn't for me
I just wanna scream,
I can't sleep at night
The kids here are mean
They don't ever stop
Stop the screams
Disrespecting all the staffs
I don't ever do that
I close my door and think of home
I can't wait to go home
Copyright © Delilah Ventura | Year Posted 2012
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