When there is two men living under one roof, <br />Who’s the man of the house and who is the mouse? <br />There’s certainly an age gap, <br />As the rage gets trapped in the verse of a song, <br />So what the hell when wrong? <br />With the love you had for my mother, <br />The respect for me and my brother, <br />Has just been drank like you drank a beer, <br />What a year and nothing to show for it. <br /> <br />Their either shouting or their shagging, <br />This is the association their having, <br />I never did believe in skeletons in closets, <br />But you two have way too many to be honest. <br /> <br />When there is two men living under one roof, <br />It’s up to the man to get the truth and nothing but that, <br />Matter of fact I’m immune, <br />Love isn’t in bloom as rage is trapped inside a tune, <br />As he’s asleep in the living room, <br />With no heating and no insulation, <br />And there argument I have no information, <br />As it’s all shouted over another treble vodka, <br />Oh stuff ya both I’m putting my headphones on. <br /> <br />It’s just another day as light falls and fails <br />It’s just another message on voicemail, <br />As she resists to answer his calls, <br />I stall and take a minute, <br />As my feelings are definite, <br />They both need time away for a while, <br />Or at least a slot section on Jeremy Kyle.<br /><br />Gaz illionaire<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/skeletons-in-closets/
