Its not right...

Its not right,
to see your parents fight,
its like a nail through your heart,
and it rips you apart,
things missing from the house,
dads moved and gone out,
this house isn't a home,
it feels so alone,
growing up with parents shouting,
their angers hurts my ears,
thats been going for 11 years,
why cant they live as they did,
with the kid,
broken home,
with mum all alone,
crying at night,
its always had to be a fight,
its not right...