Two

Two houses, two homes Two kitchens two phones Two couches where i lay Two places that i stay Moving, moving here and there From monday to friday, im everywhere Dont get me wrong. it's not that bad. But often times it makes me sad. I want to live that nuclear life With a happy dad and his happy wife. A picket fence, a shaggy dog. A fireplace with a burning log. But it's not real. it's just a dream I cannot cry or even scream So here i sit with cat number three. Life would be easy if there were two of me.