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Life at home

Contributed by Caz on Friday, 2nd March 2007 @ 11:12:30 AM in AEST
Topic: FamilyPoems

Inside these four walls, is the most confused off all.
I just can’t understand, all of these rules.
One minute they’re there, the next they don’t care.
Then before long, they’re straight back to stare.

But on this return, I must get to learn,
That somehow from the time spent away,
They’ve slightly changed in some form or way.
Now I must abide by everything they say,
But how can I, when everything is new each day.

Now the times are changing, but the attitudes are staying,
There’s no getting away from the hell where I’m laying,
I’m forced to do this, I’m made to do that,
But what’s wrong with you, you’re quite capable of doing that.

I’m aloud to think but I must keep my vocals bare,
And if I don’t, there’s bound to be an argument that’ll flare.
It’s just not fair, how they won’t give me a second of theirs spare.
I guess all I’m aloud to do is just simply stare.

The atmosphere in here is so sharp and stabbing,
All they can do is just keep nagging.
Where is the love, where has it gone.
It’s so true to say, it all has gone away.

Take away all of this tension, take away all of this pain,
Take away these eggshells that we’re tiptoeing on main.
Bring back that love, bring back that peace,
Bring back those times that we all miss and need.

Listen to the words I need to speak,
And also sort out your family techniques.
I can’t stay in a place that boils hate,
Please, just give yourself all a break.

Stop it now, just make life pleasant,
Please I’m begging, pleasant it hasn’t.

Now the time has come to make that change,
Sort out this family and stop being vain,
I’ve had enough, that’s clear to say,
All this has been going on everyday………………

Copyright Â© Caz ... [ 2007-03-02 11:12:30]
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Re: Life at home (User Rating: 1 )
by Sinned on Friday, 2nd March 2007 @ 07:17:54 PM AEST
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Cas
I see you poured your heart into this piece and you did a nice write.
I take you to be a young person living at home and being there a long time ago I can relate with you.
All I can add is for you to hang in there;having everyone tell you what to do how to think is a terrible way to live,but in time you will be on your own and can pick and choose what you want for your life.

Sinned

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