My House

I live in a hose where everybody is crazy
And most of all they are all so lazy

I am the only one that cooks and clean
Cause everybody else they are all so mean

They don't how to sit still
But me I just sit back and chill

I have a lot of love that I try to share
But no one in the house seems to care

They are not the family I thought they would be
I just had to open up my eyes now I can see


I don't know why they act the way they do
They need to go somewhere and find a clue

I just don't what to say 
I just need some red bull so I can fly away
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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September 27, 2009 at 12:18 PM
Sounds like a house full of teens. Nicely put together. Keep writing. Sara
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