Different Houses
A house made of straw, am I the big bad wolf
The wind of the lungs, just may blow it away
If I believed everything said about me, where would I be today
Do I listen to any of it I can’t see, and believe it anyway
Build yourself a sandcastle, and it may be washed away
Enjoy every second with a friend, time always runs out
Take time to be free, or you may lose sight of mind
Can you build a house of glass, if so never throw stones
Now you can see through, but how will you judge
By acting so silly, and holding a grudge
Drive a car a little to fast, use brakes to slow you up
Brick houses never blow down, but can be leveled to the ground
Safe from sound of the outer roar, just until you open a door
Your house is your haven, and even your nest
Have what your craving, you’ll like it the best
What are you saying, I say surely you jest
I am done raving, and now going to rest
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