[I Survived] Teenager Years.

I play my guitar as blood runs down my face,
And I hum little songs as I’m yelled at being a disgrace.
God How I loved that short moment of pride,
Where they patted me on the back and thank God that I was alive.
Now I guess I’m thankful, for just everything I have.
Having lost the pride I loved, having to live a shadowy sad.

I don’t expect the world to crumble down below my feet,
I don’t expect my mother to jump up and want to meet.
I’ll never expect my father, to feel the hate I have,
How a woman’s presence in my home, just as none, can hurt so bad.

I never know what to think when I wake up and am alone,
When it’s those eyes I see in the mirror,
And empty house I call my home.
And when I turn to see,
what their doing directly by themselves,
She’s watching tv and he’s on the phone talking to somebody else.
I highly doubt that they,
Even realize that I’m here.
But because their my forgetful parents and it is them I’ll never fear.
Even if I wake, cold sweats pouring down my face,
My heart is racing from skull, and I’m pulling covers in my embrace,
Missing the woman I used to think, would ever miss me too,
I know the people I live with, despite their flaws, they knew.

I know they never see past what the eye can tell,
And I can’t blame them much more than me,
As I am not the type to yell.
He may not have much to say, and she won’t talk at all,
But I get this feeling he sees more things,
Even if it’s I who’s the brick wall.

Even though I do believe, I didn’t have a choice.
I didn’t stick the snake in bush if you catch my screaming voice.
So when they blame me, and tell me I’m wrong,
I wished he’d remember back when.
When I was a child and he was barely an adult,
How hard it was to live.

There’s something going on,
There’s something I can’t decide.
If I live it here, live it there, I’m still on the edge to cry.
But instead of breaking down, when really I just need an ear,
I find a phone closest,
And I call and laugh till tears.
Because sometimes when your parents, barely look to far,
They find themselves facing something against the wall.

Just know you people,
Who have parents still to thank,
They dealt with you even when you thought you were about to break.
And if you never told them,
Every problem you had to face,
Then it was YOU that got through
Those seconds that left you blank.

So give yourself a hug,
And never feel ashamed.
It is us that had to deal with the parents that ‘seemed’ lame.
Even when they'd cast their eyes way from falling tears,
because they didn't know how to comfort our 'tiny', troubled fears.
You got through because your tough, you bled, you won, you turned a little rough.
But you my friends know how to survive, you've got guts more than them,
and you will Never lay down and die.
You, my friend, you lived...

Through all of those [humoress][breath taking] Teenager years.
[I] survived, somebody cheer.