my parents seem to wonder
why i never come home in the summer
but if they could see just how they treat me
they would know **** well why
i stay away from this place
this dungeon
this wreck of a home
where daddy drinks
and mommy covers it all up with a smile
until i walk through that door
and she lets the facade she held together so well
crumble and fade away as she screams
and screams
and screams at me
for staying out late
for sleeping at his house
for coming home once a week.
but i refuse to be bullied by my own mother.
i will not sleep under the same roof as the woman
who told me that life
isn't about being happy
and that my life
has been ruined
in my quest for happiness.
i will not be yelled at for staying away
when the only times i come home
are to be yelled at.
i will not put up with her
when i'm trying to fix myself.
i will not put up with her
when i'm so in love with him.
i will not put up with her
when i have better things to do.