Mold
Written by -R-
Our house is full of mold
There are thousands of expensive things I haven't hold.
Poverty at it's worse.
I wish I was born in a family full of gold.
Our food is full of mold
I wish someday we can eat healthy nosh.
Been born with the molds
Been friends with rats and roach.
Hopefully, we won't stay at this molding house.
I can't call this home.
I wish I was born
Into more lavish roof
Where me and my family won't experience more poverty.
I can't bare my friends witness
These shameful things, where I have to eat
Below expensive meals.
Where I have to sleep on a bed with bedbugs on it.
I wish someday all these molds
Would go away.
I'll work hard for it to reach my dream
And sleep on a comfortable bed.
