Young Writers Society

Creaking
Oh, I am so old
Creaking
Oh, again I’m sold
 
Knock, knock
Who was that?
Knock, knock
Who is that?
My guests never seem to leave
Slide, slide
What was that?
Slide, slide
What is that?
My guests never seem to sleep
 
Cracking
Oh, I am so old
Cracking
Oh, again I’m sold
 
Speak, speak
What said that?
Speak, speak
Who said that?
My guests won’t ever behave
Thrown, thrown
Who threw that?
Thrown, thrown
What threw that?
My guests never seem to leave
…or sleep
 
Collar worn
Say some magic words
Collar worn
Wave some magic hands
 
Pound, pound
Who beats me?
Pound, pound
What beats me?
My guests never want to leave
Break, break
What hurts me?
Break, break
Who hurts me?
My guests need to be inside
 
Silence
Oh, I’m so alone
Silence
Oh, they all left home
…me