I thought it was normal
When my parents fought
I watch my blood drip
As I explore this thought
I didn't cry when they got divorsed
It was the best thing for me and my brothers
But it left us alone
With our angry mother
Then a stepdad
Who tried his best
And some how failed
Now everythings a mess
They fought everyday
Over money and bills
I sit on the couch
As she popped some more pills
Drinking and fighting
Him smoking pot
Things like this
Will never be forgot
I took care of myself
And helped out my brothers
Because of her
I became a mother
At 4 years old
I learned to cook
I cleaned the house
But couldn't read a book
At 7 years old
I Became my moms keeper
I watched over her
As her sanity fell deeper
I learned many things
I could run a bath
Do the dishes
But I didn't know math
At 12 years old
I knew alot
I watched from my doorway
As my parents fought
I could keep from crying
While being beat
And go many days
Without anything to eat
Things haven't changed
But thats okay
Someday soon
They'll have to pay

 
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