House Called Hell
Here in this house,
There never is any silence,
Only hate.
You hate,
You yell,
You scream,
You never listen,
Never stop.
Do you ever think about how much it hurts when you never stop?
I didn't think so.
So much lies and deciet.
Why?
This isn't right,
This shouldn't be how to live.
But the sad truth is...
This is how it always has been.
No changes,
There never is any difference.
You say you'll change,
You say you'll try harder,
But you never do.
It's always the same damn thing,
Always the same...
Change it please.
No one can really live like this,
Chained in a house call hell.
Let me be free,
Free from you,
From everything...
Freedom is the only escape...
Anissa Sapp
1/24/07 5:55 PM
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