My house

by never let go of the falling angels   Oct 15, 2007


My house is a jail
I canât seem to get out
I hate it so much
And I cant wait until I can leave
When I'm 18
I want to leave
And not come back
Ever again
I hate being in my house
Feeling like I can't get out
I need to leave
I need to get out
I hate being controlled
And not being able to do anything
I need to get out
And I can't wait
I will never come back
When I do leave

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  • 16 years ago

    by Ike Dizzle

    Dang i hope u get out of there soon...Great job. 5/5
    -vino

  • 17 years ago

    by Brittiny

    I know exactly how you feel. i cant wait either well grrr....8 poem keep it up

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