They think (about my parents)

They think that I dont listen,
They think that I dont care,
They think that I am gone,
But Im always there,
Im always there just listening,
To what they have to say,
About how my mommy doesnt think,
Ill live to see another day,
Madness is consuming,
And its getting really bad,
How my daddy isnt here,
And its making mommy mad,
I always have to be here,
Its my job to stay awake,
I have to protect mommy,
From the problems that god makes,
My age is just 14,
But my mind is only 6,
It doesnt matter if were poor,
It doesnt matter if were rich,
I just want to see my mommy,
And my daddy too,
But Im slowly slipping,
And daddy has to choose,
You should see me slipping daddy,
See whats come of this?,
I know that your not listening,
I might as well just slit my wrists...