I don't have a home
It's either mom's house or dad's house,
Going back and forth more
Than a roaming mouse,
It's starting to get to me
Crawling under my skin,
A never ending battle
That I can't ever win,
I belong nowhere
I'm just some peice of property,
Something that connects two that
Don't mind splittin me,
It bends me
And I'm now close to break,
They don't bother
To know how much I can take,
They don't care and I wonder
When it will be done,
These two people
They only split one.
