My life

this wont be a happy story
its my life
its my reality
its my liveing nightmear

I come home to find dirty children who need a bath
bear cans scatterd on the floor.
screaming and threatning.
this isnt a happy story

my mom's drunk
acting a fool
no one can help its her fault
its my life

tears are flowing down my face
im tierd of this mess
i skoop baby's into my arms and change them
it my reality

the screaming gets louder
the house is shakeing
im alone
its my living nightmear

you cant help me
you cant save me
i will make it through
this is my story

i cant breath
the fighting is so loud
pure terror fills my heart
you cant help me

i need to leave
she wants me
i need to get her more bear
you cant save me

but then i picture my father
guideing me through life
and my mom when shes not drunk
i will  make it trough

My name is emily
my reality is tumbling around me
but i am strong and
this is my story.