That house that stood there steady
Bringing warmth to all its members
and even people outside
But to me it was the place
where i felt cold and unloved
Everyone longed for the next time they would be home
But i longed for the moment i would leave home
And this time to leave for good
I sat in a corner wondering why everyone was happy
Yet i always had tears in my eyes whenever i thought about the place
Or maybe its the people and not the house
A house that stands so beautiful
Enclosed in a safe and lovely neighbourhood
It was everything i ever dreamed of
But how i wish that i could be happy even just for a day
The house where all memories are held
But my only memories to store are of the pain i went through
How i wish i could make good memories
How i wish i never gave the house a reason to look ugly
But why, why do i blame it on the house and not the people?
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