Breaking Up Lies

Can hear the shouting,
Down the stairs,
Two red faces,
A lot of tears.
Through my heart,
And many through hers.
These arguments,
Are amongst my fears.

My dad walks out,
My mother breaks down.
I shut them off,
With my music that's loud.
It seems to work,
I try not to moan.
When my tears seep through,
Even if they're not allowed

I love my mother,
And my dad most the time.
But the fighting goes on,
And yet I still cry.
I know it's not my fault,
But it still feels like a crime.
When my years shed for them,
Despite his big lie.