My house

The house....inside my head that is!

This is my f*****g house.

 

No

Self-confidence doesn't live here.

The Land Lord whipped him out of shape

With his divine requests made in excess

He then simply walked out because

The bills required to much effort of him.

 

No

Self-Confidence doesn't live here.

Go find him

And just keep in mind that once you do,

He won't need you

At least not like I do.

 

No

Self-confidence doesn't live here.

He jumped the gun while a firearm was

Aimed at the sky

He had bad timing

 

No

Self-confidence doesn't live here

But have no fear,

Self-loathing rents a bed every so often

She's got a good sense of humor though

After all, misery loves company

And eventually, you get used to

Your company laughing at you

Adapt

Then somehow laugh too

 

No

Self-confidence doesn't live here.

But every room has a pity bank

Almost full

Of broken promises, false hope, repressed memories,

Unrequited love, hopeless romance, and plenty more

Be careful not to knock one over

They're all on the edge of some

Dresser or night stand

I push them away but pull them

Back because I'm not so sure

I can keep storing it all in so few places

And not want to break one open to throw a party

With all the change I saved up

 

No

Self-confidence doesn't live here.

But each room has a bright idea though

None of the switches work

They just seem to turn on spontaneously

Flickering and swinging in the shape of a

Woman's smile

 

No

Self-confidence doesn't live here.

I do have vases, nearly empty of course

Seeing as how they each have the ashes from

My former fires

 

No

Self-confidence doesn't live here.

Every now and then I do get a lonely soul

To spend a night though

They always need help but

Don't seem to want to keep up the house

 

No

Self-confidence doesn't live here.

But the bedroom has a fire place

And a reclining chair

So you can relax while you watch

My passion burn

...and wither away

 

No

Self-confidence doesn't live here.

But my own bed has a silhouette

Outlined in chalk of a sleeping body

In case you ever get that feeling in the

Morning that you just want to roll over and

Die

 

No

Self-confidence doesn't live here.

But I'll give you a free ipod

Just so you can ignore the moaning and shouting

From lovers in every direction outside of the house

 

No

Self-confidence doesn't live here.

But my backyard is filled with

A million boxes

Of the intangibles of my photographic memory

Of a million women

Each with their own box

Overloading with a million of the same

Pictures

I never got around to seeing them again

 

No

Self-confidence doesn't live here.

But there's an alarm clock

Sort of like the heart of the house

It too is unpredictable

In the sense that the time it goes off at

Is never the same effiminated voice

 

No

Self-confidence doesn't live here.

But there's one big trash can

Filled with the parts of me

That all my ex-fiancee's cooked up

 

No

Self-confidence doesn't live here.

There's only two mirrors

One in the attic, one in the basement

The one in the attic has a painted on smile

The one in the basement has a smile drawn on

Too

I don't stand in either too long because

There's never an concurrence of facial

Structure

 

No

Self-confidence doesn't live here.

There's a gym

With problems as weights

Needless to say, I never work out

 

No

Self-confidence doesn't live here.

But each room has a bright idea though

None of the switches work

They just seem to turn on spontaneously

Flickering and swinging in the shape of a

Woman's smile

 

No

Self-confidence doesn't live here.

But frankly, you either want to live here or you don't

Its more than enough love to go around

And Hate only visits when the Land Lord tries to evict me

From this Brutally Beautiful house on Life Street

So whether you want to stay a night or forever

I'd love the time you were here.

Author's Note

Yes that is a Buddy Wakefield reference/line.

Reviews

[Chloe Madison Taylor.]

The last bit is perfect. I love it.

But each room has a bright idea though

doesnt really make sense. I'd get rid of the But or the though.