Old house
By Xavier A
Published 7 October 2015
Empty and dull
It stands not working
A fence surrounds it
But they can still break through
It will be destroyed
To be replaced with a giant building
With lots of small rooms
Memory's left behind
And can't be revived again
Why oh why does it have to go
Why can't it stay
Oh please almighty God keep it standing up
Don't let it fall
White as clouds
And as small as an ant
Just because all the others fell
Doesn't mean mine has to as well
Stand old friend
I'll never see you again
Goodbye