Jon

Where I Come From

Copyright Jon

I’m just sittin here
Just thninkin to myself
How life was like
When my sister moved out of the house

Everything was quiet
As quiet as it could be
Till she moved back in
Where the pain began again

I want some place to go
Some place to think
Like a cemetery up my street

There I can think
Think all I want
Thank God no one can hear me
Only dead bodies resting in peace

Some people ask me
Some just want to know
Where i come from

I just tell them
I’m walking down a lonely road