Days go by as I watch the clouds pass
As the morning rises I wish I last
Loud voices brushing against my ear
Another day of cursing and tears
To school I go with no hesitation
Friends are not friends you can see by their presentation
But to home I go where there is no joy
Anger arise in my eyes as life goes on
And the loud voices keep coming to you on and on until one day it stops
There is silence like a deaf flash
Another day and Another day, the worst home
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The Worst Home
PoetryLife struggles are real, but keep your head up it'll be okay ❤🕇
