There's this corner in the living room I hate It's gonna hurt me I will get sick from it It's got bugs It's darker as it gets lower into the tip of the corner I feel like it has eyes sometimes I don't wanna look at it It looks at me when I sleep I don't wanna move my pillow to that side ever It could be a giant black oozing monster I'm afraid I smell it I don't wanna touch it It's gonna hurt me Yet I still sleep with my bed in that corner
There really is this corner i hate in my living room