Solitary

Sitting here
In this deranged house
The only thing that keeps me willing to live
Is the small box
That keeps me company
It makes noise
That pleasures my ears
Because no one else can
It is my only friend
My brothers & sisters beat me
My parents scoff at me
My aunts & uncles spit on me
My grandparents shun me
Whilst I sit here
In this lonely corner
Surrounded by never-ending flames
And love the box
That keeps me company.