Trying to make the best of a bad situation
Never thought I would get this invitation
To parents fighting each and every right
I cry and hold onto my pillow tight.
Every word echo's through my empty mind
So much yelling. This is so unkind.
I need something to help me through it all
Someone to be there for me when I call.
Who am I kidding? I am all alone
The world as I knew it is completely gone
Dad and mom aren't happy together
I guess no 'love' is forever.
If I lose either one of them, what do I do
Maybe I'll get a new home, I need something new.
I turn to see the tears falling just as mine did
I can't believe we're going through this shit.
All the lies, the thoughts wacked, and the pain
Someone said 'love' was something to gain.
Why must we go on is so much misery
Is this because of me?
Is it my fault my parents have come to this?
Is it my fault they never hug or kiss?
Is it my fault they feel this way now?
Is it my fault, someway, somehow?