Waking up every weekend to the sound of video games
Wishing everyone in the house would be quiet so I could sleep
Getting up and smelling my mom’s breakfast
Seeing my dad holding his big cup of coffee
Thinking it’s always the same routine every Sunday
Why can’t it change?

Years pass by
Everyone has changed
Constant arguing goes on all day
Everyone needs a break from each other
Walking away from problems
Just going outside to play with the same fat cat
Thinking, when will we finally get a new cat?

Everything is gone
No one is together we’re all split apart
There’s no more loud Sunday mornings, smell of breakfast and the same fat cat
Everything has slowly disappeared
Now thinking, why did I ever wish for change?
Everything used to be so perfect