Another day has ended and home I start to go,
The traffics heavy with cars going only where the drivers know,
It starts to rain that’s all I need after the day that I’ve just had,
It’s poring now getting hard to see,
The car in front it breaks I nearly hit him hard,
Slow down I thought let the others race,
I will get home eventually.
Driving down towards my front door what will be there tonight.
A happy greeting or a drunken bum,
I park the car and take a breath,
Turn the key in the door tense again,
No more I thought this time you can go,
I walked into the lounge and there you are,
Sat perch upon your throne again,
A beer in one hand the TV remote in the other.
I stood still for a moment and just stared,
Is this what life is all bout,
No there has to be something better out there,
I stood so tall and proud and spoke these words to you,
“If you don’t leave this house I will end up hating you”
I got a reaction straight away.
He said “But why”
I said “it’s plain to see the drink and you plus the TV there’s just seems no place for me”.
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