two houses

Sometimes It makes me sad, that I wish for a happy life. But it's just a dream, and it makes me sick. I wish I was like the other kids, Not two houses, with two sheets. I wish someone would be next to me, Trying to understand me. But it's just too hard, With two houses. and one broken heart. I'm trying to find a place to stay, Not two houses, maybe somewhere else just so I won't be in the way.