Good-Bye?

I'm sitting here as I cry myself to sleep. Just lying here thinking, my thoughts are so deep.

All the pain I feel, all the fights i see, I don't know where to look, i don't know me.

As i wipe my tears and walk through the hall i can hear the glass cup fall..

Dad's gone a little crazy as i tiptoe down my smile becomes a frown. beer bottles lie on the floor, moms yelling, and theres a knock on the door.

As it opens, i creep on by, the policeman walks in and says "hi" my parents are greeted, they talk for a minute.

I peek out the door, before my own eyes i see, the policeman escort out my daddie

i go back to my room as i think of why--wheres daddy going, why do i want to cry?

Mom told me the divorce papers are going to be filed, i guess i wont be seeing daddy for a while..