Again abused and hurt by all the
people coming by
I have not done
anything wrong, so why?
People come, people
go; but the pain is still there
And I ask myself, is
it really fair?
I have been at your
service day and night
And I do not mean to
be impolite..
But you do not treat
me with respect
And on the inside I
feel wrecked
You slam my doors
because of your fights
And move my
furniture around due to your sleepless nights
My issue is that I
cannot move
You have built me
this way
Now improve!
Interesting to read a poem written from a house/home's perspective! Good use of the backwards phrase, although it wasn't the most challenging one...
ReplyDeleteSimple and good. Interesting that a house is what you decided to use the sentence for, I really like that, it is creative indeed :)
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