Family Life

As the arguments start, I cover my ears
Just an everyday thing to me,
Always brings the dreaded tears,
My parents are too busy arguing to see.

I’m only 15 that’s young if you think,
They think I don’t know anything
My tears hit my pillow after I blinked.
I continue to cry, because I know I know everything.

I hear them arguing every night,
When I’m in bed pretending I’m asleep.
I can here them trying to be quiet in there fight,
I wonder if they hear me weep?

In a way I want him to go
Would it be better for everyone?
I think so.

Since I was little I had a dream
Forced not to keep it now,
Not everything is what it seems
Now I’m older, I see how.

If you lived my life you might understand
It’s lots of things that get me down,
I want you to tell me it’s okay and hold my hand,
“I hate this so much,” I say with a frown.

I want to be somewhere else,
Somewhere on my own,
Somewhere to get away,
Somewhere all alone.

I just wish I wasn’t here,
Anywhere but ‘home’
Away from the shouting
Leaving is not a fear.

So I grab some things
And find some money,
Running away from home
It seems quite funny.

But there I go all alone,
Just like I wanted.
Sure that my life will be better
Without me there.
They might realise things,
That life’s not always that fair .