Corolla

By: Krissie

Hey, I see the wrongs every day.

I know it's hard to say.

I know it's a hard thing to face.

But sometimes people need to be put in their place.

It may seem very harsh

It may seem very brash

But when it comes to it

Would you rather have truths or a wad of cash?

It's not a hard question to answer.

There is no wrong answer

But be mindful.

There is a wrong answer

I see you all.

I know you all.

I can stand tall.

I can say it all.

Even if you take this voice

You have left me with little choice

I will write it all.

Well, let's begin

And let's see if we can reach the end.

Here's the story about the car

A little Toyota.

A little silver corolla.

Well, here is R and her husband B.

To notice their five kids, it's not hard to see.

Well, here's what I've noticed.

They're liars.

Here's what makes me laugh.

Their lies are bogus.

It seems they make a living

Out of taking papa's car.

And where exactly they're going?

You'll have to ask B and R.

Because asking them

Is like wishing on a star.

You'll never get what you wish for

And if you do, it's all false

Hey, I see the wrongs every day.

I know it's hard to say.

I know it's a hard thing to face.

But sometimes people need to be put in their place.

It may seem very harsh

It may seem very brash

But when it comes to it

Would you rather have truths or a wad of cash?

We're just going here.

We're just going there.

That's their ultimate claim.

Too bad this claim is fake

And if it was based upon their names

A name change is what they'd have to make

In their lives they've made many mistakes

This would be something I would be willing to over look

If from love ones they hadn't took

I watch from the swing.

Talking with another, a normal thing.

I hear out of the corner of my ear

B & R are going to somewhere

The grocery store,

Or so they say.

Too bad they'll be gone half the day

For why? R claims to get cheese cake.

I think cool and turn away.

R and B drive away.

The silver Toyota Corolla fades away.

We notice several hours pass

They have yet to return, B and R

Where in the world are they? I ask of B and R

What should've only take 15 minutes

Has now taken over 3 hours.

Strange. I've taken shorter showers.

Then down the gravel drive,

Here comes B and R.

I doubt they were questioned of where they were.

It seems they're going to be run over by B and R.

I wonder what it is my papa sees.

Within R and her husband B.

I come to find out in later days

If it wasn't for those five babies

They would be gone off on their asses

I understand a little more.

Still I must be cold.

Because I don't think they disserve their kids

Hey, I see the wrongs every day.

I know it's hard to say.

I know it's a hard thing to face.

But sometimes people need to be put in their place.

It may seem very harsh

It may seem very brash

But when it comes to it

Would you rather have truths or a wad of cash?

On today of all days

The sun shines its life rays.

And here goes R and B

They're going grocery shopping, you see?

But they left at about 10 this morning.

Nanny was going to visit her sister

But now it seems like that's a blister.

As I write this

It's now Two : Twenty-Two

In the afternoon

They should've been home a long time ago

It's been over four hours.

Can you tell me why?

Can you explain?

Come on R and B.

Can't you see what's wrong with this picture?

Can't you see what I see?

You're always giving out claims

It's a pity that they're always fake

If they were your names

A name change is what you'd have to make.

Hey, I see the wrongs every day.

I know it's hard to say.

I know it's a hard thing to face.

But sometimes people need to be put in their place.

It may seem very harsh

It may seem very brash

But when it comes to it

Would you rather have truths or a wad of cash?

And now the world knows.

As we all watch the snow.

And do I regret?

Do I have regrets?

I would say I do,

But sadly no.

I have nothing to regret

I've made my mistakes.

I've made my bed.

I'll sleep in them.

I'll say sorry when I need to.

It's you, B and R.

R and B

It's you who needs to apologize.

Say sorry to all of those you've hurt.

For can't you see?

Or are you too egoistical to admit it?

Too busy popping your pills?

They won't cure your ills.

I'm just saying.

I just have one question.

Who do you guys think you are?

B and R?