"It's hard to wake up
When the shades have been pulled shut
This house is haunted
It's so pathetic
It makes no sense at all.
I'm ripe with things to say
The words rot and fall away.
If a stupid poem could fix this home
I'd read it every day."

Blink 182 - Stay Together For The Kids

sometimes i wish there was a poem to fix a broken house... something so small such as closed curtains inhibits sleep, an inactive household can yield poor work ethic or bad sleep patterns. at a young age, setting yourself apart from bad or unsuitable living conditions can be very difficult. somehow we either manage to make it through barely, make it through with enhanced learning abilities and knowledge or not make it through at all and continue the cycle or die off.

is there a way to unite and work together? or are we going to continue to fall into the same old rut alone.