This place I once called home is no longer my home, <br />I am better off alone, <br />I know that you don’t care about me, <br />When you come home I am already stoned, <br />All you do is scream at me, <br />All you do is hit me when I don’t listen, <br />This is not my home, <br />I think I am better off alone, <br />By the time I come home I know that your not home, <br />When you get the chance all you do grape at me, <br />No matter how hard I have tried, <br />You were never satisfied, <br />This house is not home, <br />This place I once loved, <br />Now hated by few, <br />All you do is scream, grape, and hit me, <br />All I want to do is cut and bleed, <br />Yell and cry out all my tears, <br />This place is not my home, <br />I think I am better off alone.<br /><br />Jennifer Rondeau<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/home-56/
