This house of Mine

My second poem; I decided to write this because of the fact that, well, i have six people in my house throughout most of the day, and it is only once everybody is asleep that the place becomes my own. The time I spend in these late hours are always very interesting, and they seem to be the times where I get the most done. It is also, coincidentally, the most relaxed part of my day. Where no one can give me deadlines and I am free to think and do as I please, when I please it.
And again, any comments or critiquing you can provide for me are all thoroughly appreciated. Thanks for reading :) x