Do it for the kids

"Tengo miedo. ¿Va a volver ese vecino loco que quiere entrar?"

I'm ripe with things to say,
The words rot and fall away.
If a stupid poem could fix this home
I'd read it every day.

So here's your holiday
Hope you enjoy it this time.
You gave it all away,
It was mine.
So when you're dead and gone
Will you remember this night, twenty years now lost.
It's not right.

Their anger hurts my ears,
Been running strong for seven years.
Rather than fix the problems, they never solve them,
It makes no sense at all.