Two Houses

How I feel about having a divorced family.

Two Houses
are tearing me apart,
I cant remember the days,
before I had two homes,
me having to decide between my mom and my dad.

Their shouldn't be two Christmas's and birthdays because those days only come around once a year not twice,
and obviously anyone that is jealous of me having double of everything must never have had a split family,
because the doubled gifts doesn't make up for the fact that I just want my family back.

Having double of everything is not worth not having a home,
and when my friends would ask if they could come over,
I hated having to ask which house they where talking about,
and I hate not being able to see both my parents in the place that's supposed to be my home.

I wish that instead of having to talk about my day to one parent and then having to talk about my week to the other that I could just talk to both of them together,
and i'm so tired of two houses,
because neither one of them is home,
I guess "I do" meant nothing to either of them.

and I hate that I cant remember the days before their were two houses,
when I had something called a family,
and its sad that the two houses I have now,
doesn't have a family in either of them.

Author's Note

Criticism is always appreciated