Home Sweet Home
Sometimes i want to burn it , burn it to the ground , watch its flame
turn so red and ignite everything around.
I hate its shape i hate its color it makes my head spend round and round.
For i hate , hate , hate this place , this place they call home, I dont wanna be here i dont wanna stay here , i just wanna be alone.
I feel like crying for i have no place to go , so i sit in this room i hate so much , in a home i dont belong , wishing things were the way they were so long ago.