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Run to my room, slam the door

This seems like the only room I can't hear the screaming through the floor

Turn up my music so loud

Luckily the fighting doesn't draw a crowd

It seems their always fighting

More and more I find myself hiding

Trying to find a way out

Searching for hope which is cornered by the doubt

Fight back tears, fears

That builds up in my mind

The yelling screams up from below

What their doing to me do they even know?

The pain they cause in me is so excruciating

What will happen next I am contemplating

I don't cry

But my emotions fly

Raging out, my anger snaps

Waiting for the moment I collapse

My body trembling wildly

The shouts, slowly, mildly

Calming.

And finally it's over

For tonight

And maybe it just might not be

This bad tomorrow night