Growing Up
Growing up was really hard for me,
Watching mom shoot up till she sleeps.
Asking about her bruises that he'd leave,
Listening to the lies she thinks I believe.
Gotta protect my sister and brothers,
Watch the drugs slowly kill my mother.
Broken doors and unseen tears,
All the nights I pressed my hands over Eisley's ears.
Those sticks and stones sure broke my bones,
The hurt and screams I called my home.
Yes growing up was hard for me,
Though that's what shaped the women I came to be.
Watching mom shoot up till she sleeps.
Asking about her bruises that he'd leave,
Listening to the lies she thinks I believe.
Gotta protect my sister and brothers,
Watch the drugs slowly kill my mother.
Broken doors and unseen tears,
All the nights I pressed my hands over Eisley's ears.
Those sticks and stones sure broke my bones,
The hurt and screams I called my home.
Yes growing up was hard for me,
Though that's what shaped the women I came to be.