Lots of clutter
Junk in boxes
Tanks of clothes
Allover
From a little job
In the hallway
Now you're sorting
Getting on
Your last nerves
Finding things
Belonging to me
Its not easy
In a small home
Moving a room
You need things
You just do
All your things are in there
I took all mine out
Didn't know i missed a few spots
I am sorry
It just happens
No excuse for anger
It became to piled
When you leave it
I'll do it next time
No do it right away
Little at a time
It won't get too much
To handle alone
I offer help
You don't take it what can i do
I am trying to help
Maybe ease a burden
Coz i am understanding
Just like that
I have the empathy
So please mommy
Please let me help you
Its not your fault
Its hard with relatives coming over
Leaving rooms
Squashing together
Although i loved the snuggly sleeps with you
