"Basement"
Freezing, lonely
Sitting at home
Shivering gets old
In the blithering cold
And I’ll tell you
That I’m going to
Do something
But I don’t
And I’m the
Heartless by-blow
Who provokes
Arguments, fights
Not this time, not tonight
Hands frozen like icicles
And I’m waitin’ for Mikell
To come down and take over the TV
Which never seems to work for me
And my mom wants to get on
So she can check her junk mail
And my dad has to be mad
When he learns his rules failed
And my brother, I miss
Though I don’t reminisce
Too bothered by it
But I think of Jen, my sis
Too bad we all had to go
On our own separate ways
Feels so forgotten in this house
No friends over for days
Calls not for me, mostly
Just for Mikell or telemarketers
Because I never call anyone
That’s one reason, for starters
And I’m sitting on my thoughts
On a Friday night, and wishing
I was with you ‘cause I know
It would be a lot better than here.
