Jan 2016
No one's right,
No one's wrong.
My lip it quivers,
I must be strong.
I fight the tears,
I hide the sorrow.
Whose house is it,
When I wake tomorrow?
I don't understand,
They just don't see.
That when they fight,
The hurt's on me.
I love them both,
Why not each other?
I miss....my dad,
I miss...my mother.
No one's wrong.
My lip it quivers,
I must be strong.
I fight the tears,
I hide the sorrow.
Whose house is it,
When I wake tomorrow?
I don't understand,
They just don't see.
That when they fight,
The hurt's on me.
I love them both,
Why not each other?
I miss....my dad,
I miss...my mother.
I wrote this as I was driving with my niece and sister. My sister was explaining to my niece why her parents were getting a divorce.
