• I remember how everything was like before we all split apart.
    All I heard was crying and screaming but that only broke my heart.
    they tell me to go back to bed, it was only a dream.
    They told me everything was going to be alright, but that's not what it seems.
    I hate how things are inside this house.
    I tell them they don't understand me but they don't know what i'm talking about.
    Sometimes i think what i lived for.
    but the furthest In the end i lived and grew stronger even more.