I wanna run away,
Get a new name,
Will you come with me,
Some day?
I want to sleep in the same bed for over a week,
I want to read hundreds of books like a geek,
I want to just stay in one place for a while,
I want to know where I'll be staying the night.
5 bedrooms,
2 beds per room,
Yet there's no room for me.
How can that be?
There are 9 people in this house,
10 if you count the guest that won't leave,
But yet there is no bed for me.
1 bedroom is too small,
1 bedroom has a boy,
1 bedroom has a hoarder living in it.
No place for me.
I'm their child.
Yet they have no where to place me.
I wish to be in a room
And have no one tell me to leave.
I wish to be in a room
And have the door kept closed.
I wish I had a room all of my own.
But there is no where for me.
I'm the middle child.
I have no place to sleep.
I don't like their company.
Sometimes I wish I wasn't here at all
But no one knows that.
I'm a middle child.
No one even cares.
If I go silent
No one even hears.
If I would evaporate
No one will notice.
Maybe I should just go,
Be less of a money burden.
One less child to feed.
One less child to send to school.
One less child to buy clothing for.
One less child right now
sounds pretty good.
The hot water doesn't work,
There's no heat.
I had to take a shower while I freeze.
My sister is going to come now
So I have to go
She wants her room back
I'm a nomad.
Now I get to sit on the stairs
Look into space
Imagine a room with a bed
My own place.
I wish I could cry
But everyone's around.
And I'm supposed to be okay,
Because apparently my life is great.
No problems come my way.
Maybe I should just drink all the liquor,
Or steal all my siblings vapes.
It seems to solve their problems.
That will probably be too much of a waste of money though.
I'll go see if a bathroom is available
Maybe I can lock the door
And flush the toilet constantly
So that no one hears me weep.
Or maybe I'll just turn on music real loud
And have everyone scream at me.
Y'know the worst part
of not being able to cry
Is having this huge lump in your throat
It doesn't allow you to swallow
It makes it hard to breathe
I feel like throwing up
And now my parents are yelling.
Maybe I should just go and run in the cold
No one will miss me anyways
No one will probably even know...
