The only thing that i can think of at the moment...
what that one person did to me and my friends...

As it gets more and more like my dreams
The only things that are in my head are little...

The fights continue,
the screaming and the yelling...

When I close my eyes
To go to sleep at night...

As I lay on my bed
With my head against the pillow...

I still love you
you are still in my heart...

My tears WON'T fall from these eye's
it's hurting inside that i can't cry...

Since I was 11
I have been abused physically and emotionally...

When i see my dad in the way that he is now...
to way back when he was healthy...

More and more everyday,
I know that my family...

The feelings that float inside me
The feelings that are telling me...

To have a mum like mine
Well that takes a lot of time...