Life on chalkely close

Where I live is total hell rolled up on one to estate

I live amongst people who are so cold and full of hate

For starters my next door neighbour dog-napped my dog

A staffidshire bull terrier called Archie he was my very best friend

When I walk around there I say I am not scared

I try too hold a smile on my face

But the neighbourly love is all pretend

Walking near the road is a recipe for disaster

Because when my next door neighbour drives

If he sees me or my brother and sister crossing

He will try and run us over by driving allot faster

To add to pressure there's a family of bully's

from my old school who have just moved in 

There opening there mouths shouting the odds

by calling me Albino and being prejudice towards my pale skin  

What people around here don't see is that I have soul of a Phoenix

I will arise from the ashes

These type of situations was the reason why the lord blessed me poetically

So I can maintain my soul when It unfortunately crashes  

Now you know why I love going to the coast

This is life on Chalkely Close