When I get back

No one greets me with a 

Smile and a hug, just

Work work work and

Clean cook clean and

back to bed again on the

floor in a barren empty room.

And im tired as hell and

lonely and i need to get back into my shell but

no, no, no, work, cook, clean, no sleep

just back on my feet like nothing happened and

Sentence over yet just begun

'Cause even though im back at home

Im stuck in an endless cycle of

Exhaustion and work and over and over and

im tired

but what a perfect welcome back, 

i suppose. you really missed me,

didn't you...

i didnt miss you too