Living in My Walls

I made friends with the man in my walls.
Shhh, don't tell mom.
She wouldn't understand.

He speaks to me sometimes
and he always takes our food at night.
Mom always tells me
I'm going to get fat from eating so much.

He draws me pictures
and I tell him bedtime stories.
He once told me a story of a girl
who lived here before me.
She had gone mental and disappeared.
That's the last anybody has seen of her.

I made friends with the woman in my walls.
Shhh, don't tell dad.
He wouldn't understand.

She sings to me sometimes
and always takes my things.
Dad always tells me 
I should nail my stuff down so I don't lose them.

She makes me things 
and I tell her bedtime stories.
She once told me a story when she was young
and she made friends with the man in her walls.
No one believed her,
so she entered the walls to be with him.