The grass is still green; sky is still blue
Yet somehow, tears are falling through
So much yelling, so many fights
Love in this house just isn't right.
Mommy, please just do your best
God will take care of the rest
He'll make our pain go away
Some way, Some how, Some day.
Daddy, please stop yelling
What you'll do next; there is no telling
I will always walk around
With my head held down.
Love in this house just isn't okay
It is all my fault, so I'll leave today
I can pack my things and move away
Never come back another day.
Love in this house just isn't free
This isn't the way it's supposed to be
God will some day give me wings
And I will fly away and sing.
LOVELY PIECE
ON THIS TRUE
LOVE IS SWEET
wow this is wonderful I love how even a simple poem can tell a story great job my house is the exact same way here do you belive in god or is that just for the poem?
*andrea*