• My life is constantly crying and weeping
    Not much time for fun, or play
    I always hear yelling and screaming
    Almost every day.

    When silence came around
    It never lasted long
    Just as long as a 45 second song
    Then the noise would come back abound

    My parents weren’t normal either
    Well at least my father anyway
    He didn’t call me ever
    Never heard from him everyday

    In a life like mine there isn’t much to do
    In a house with too much noise
    So no one can listen to you
    So all you have to do is poise

    Once you get used to it there isn’t much you can do
    Once things get better the bad always seeps through
    Again, again, and again.
    There is no end.

    Even though my life is hard
    There are parts that are okay.
    Like the friends that I will never part
    The friends I see every day

    When my life is too hard to take
    I always talk to friends late at night
    And they don’t mind me keeping them awake
    Because real friends don’t bite

    My life is like a loose strand of beads
    Beads always slip away
    But there is always someone to pick them up on their knees.
    No matter how torn apart the strand is…
    They always put it back together anyway.

    That is my life
    And that is my strife
    But there is always a resolution