30 July 2012
Daddy works a long day. And when he gets home he don't give you attention, he just sits around smoking on his cigarette. He don't care where you are, just a long as your out of his head. Sitting in your room alone, you sip on stolen vodka, and wonder why your here. Your thinking "Daddy don't you care at all?"
Mommys in her bedroom. She's been in there all day. You wonder what she doing. Sneak a peek through her door, she's asleep on the floor. Surrounded by pills and spilt over bottles of wine. You slowly close the door. Tears come to your eyes. Does mommy even know? Your thinking "she used to be my gold."
Now you wake up in night. Your crying, shaking, and screaming. "Mommy won't you help me?" then you run to the bathroom. "Daddy can't you see me?" You load up your mouth, take every pill that can. Wash It down with all the gin that you can. Walk back to your bedroom "Maybe this run will end, and your not holding my hand."
Another Teenage Story • Opuss № I