I Hate My House

I hate my house I hate my house, I hate the walls that surround me, I hate the roof above my head, And I hate the floor below my feet, But even though I have two, I hate my house. But I love my home, I love the walls and the memories held inside them, I love the roof that watches over me every night, I love the floor that stables me and holds me, And most of all I love the feeling because although I have multiple, I love my home. I hate my house, I hate my tiny bed my springy bed, I hate my green kitchen my marble kitchen, I hate my first house my second house, I hate it all. But I love my home, I love my cozy bed my cuddly bed that leave me warm and smiling but comfort me when I need, I love my kitchens my beautiful kitchens that are filled with food that make you shiver and your mouth water, I love my first home my second home my third home and so on, All their quirks make them lovable and unique, I love my homes, the ones that give me the feeling that the world is good, as I lie on the dock carefree at home.