by Cyndel Kuhn May 11, 2007
category :
Sadness, depression /
other
I'd sit there behind that couch and listen just sit there and listen to you scream back and forth screaming how it was the others fault that our family was falling apart I'd sit there with tears rolling down my cheeks I'd sit there wishing it would all stop wishing that everything would go back to the way it used to be I'd sit there with my little hands over my ears until sissy would come and sit with me and hold me in her arms and we'd sit there listening to you scream I'd sit there alone every time until she came I'd sit there |