I didn't know I was born into a burning house
When I was born it wasn't a burning house
A house full of eerie yells and hidden pain
I saw flames growing over the years
Never did I think the whole house was burning
it was
The house was burning
And everyone but I could tell it was in flames
They distanced themselves
Everyone
Dogs, friends, teachers, parents
Everyone but I could tell that the house was burning
But I never stayed in one house long enough for me to see how all the small flames merged into one
I didn't think about the flames until they came burning my door down
Until I had to call for help to get out of the burning house
And so again I left before the fire could catch me
But I'm in a new house and I can see the flames
Only this time I'm afraid I won't be able to call for help
If it comes burning my room down
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idk bro poems I write ig
Poetrypoems I write at 3am All of these are from my notes app