When there in a drunkin fit
she waits for them to hit
as they storm down the hall
she hides with her dolls
she closes her eyes
as she hear lies lies lies
she feel her heart beat
as she hears the stompping feet
as the floors start to quake
she feels her arms shake
when tomorrow wakes
it will be to late
May 9, 2010
May 9, 2010 at 10:37 AM UTC
When there in a drunkin fit
she waits for them to hit
as they storm down the hall
she hides with her dolls
she closes her eyes
as she hear lies lies lies
she feel her heart beat
as she hears the stompping feet
as the floors start to quake
she feels her arms shake
when tomorrow wakes
it will be to late
children are in need of our help- From my inner me