Two Way Street Poem by Sam Byron

I have things to do,
They don’t include,

Waiting on you.

I can’t do everything
All the time
There’s not enough
Hours in the day.
For me to worry about…
What you haven’t done.
Just because your to lazy to come home.
Doesn’t make me housewife
Yeah whatever is all you have to say.

However, it doesn’t work that way.
I’m tired of doing,
And getting nothing.

It’s a two way street,
So either walk,


Or I’ll find a different one.