As I sit alone in my room
I turn the volume up on the radio,
to drown out the sounds
of the yelling and fighting around
locked up inside with out a way out
see her crying every night
our lives are hidden in hell
never a sign of happiness
all lies, faces or fake
we put on a show for everyone around
there isn't a night we don't fight
17 years all iv wanted to do was die
the pain, the suffering
this house holds inside
our family secrets hurt
they give me nightmares
when I dream its about happiness and what we don't have
little brothers exposed to all this
sadness, depression, and hatred
