Come to the end of the road
A big white house
I\'ll invite you in
Excuse the mess,
Would you like some tea?
My kitchen is from the 80s
It\'s not aesthetic
Pale yellow ugly walls,
With unpractical cream cupboards
It stinks of rotten food,
And flies cling to the moldy banana peel
The mess is everywhere
I push dirty plates aside to make space for your cup
I clap my hands together,
Two small flies got crushed by the impact,
You wince
You regret coming,
You think to yourself