This one has no title.. but its good

With no help from friends
and no one at home
its not hard to tell
I'm fighting alone

Mom's always at work
But where is my dad
I'm stuck in this life I don't wanna have

Being scared and alone
and losing my grip
I don't understand
Why I live life like this

I can remember the fights
and the screams and the tears
That's all that I remember
of my childhood years

Who am I kidding
What childhood have I ever had
With mom playing roles
of both mom and my dad

And getting a job
at the age of thirteen
so mom wouldn't worry
I can take care of me

I can cook on my own
and buy my own clothes
Sometimes it breaks me down
But nobody knows

And the best thing is
I'm good at disguise
I can slap on a smile
and take the pain from my eyes

I can laugh and can joke
with the people at school
Reminding myself
to just play it cool

Don't let them see you're hurting
or the pain beneath your eyes
The tears behind the smile
Don't let them see you cry

I gotta be strong
Not for me, but for her
She tries her hardest
just to be sure

She cares so much
It would break her to see
the hurt that I feel
The pain that is me

**~~I think this is my best, please, you tell me~~**