When I was a child
and got hurt in some way
I would sit there crying
Shaking where I lay
Sometimes my sister would come
And pick me up off the floor
While my other sister helped my mom up
Because she was drunk and had fallen once more
My sisters would tell me
Not to be filled with any fright
They told me not to cry and that
Soon, everything would be alright
Well they broke their promises
Nothings like they said
Everything has gone wrong
And I'd rather be dead
My mom's still drunk
And now I take care of her while fighting the tears
But still my eyes forever cry at night
And the only thing I hold are my fears
Now there's nothing to look for
All I want is to say goodbye
I'm breaking my promise for life
While inside I slowly die
***Written by my best friend keely***
