broken home
I lived in a house where there was nothing but screams where there was nothing but cries and fake smiles we put out the curtains I lived in a house where your alone where your only friend is your bed and your pillow that blocks all the yells and crys you hear I lived in a home where there was no love showing weakness was the stupidest thing in my house I lived in a home where you have to learn to be strong you have to learn to grow at a young age you have to learn to control you have to learn to fake you have to learn how to build up a wall I lived in a house where your all alone the only way to survive was not to be weak the only way to get strong was never show weakness I lived in a house where anger was the root of everything you built I lived in a house where you need to learn how to hide I lived in a house being thought how to survive I lived in a house where I needed to grow up even when I am young I lived in a house full of insult I lived in a home that never felt like home I lived in a home thought to push people away I lived in a home that was a broken home
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