Daughter in the Storm

Breathing, thinking, listening As I lie in bed awake Worrying and waiting There's a fear I cannot shake Finally I hear Gauche footsteps through the door Over stumbles through the kitchen My name is said without l'amour However not correctly, They do not know I'm here I'm listening to all their movements And their words that sound unclear Questions are not asked And nothing else is said Please say something more about me Wonder if I'm dead Sure, leave the door unlocked In case I may come back However, I'm already in my room Above the parents that I lack I could be in a ditch somewhere Or be taken by a man Would you even know tonight? No, I see more drinking has began All I want is a phone call Or a text reading "where are you?" Checking my room would suffice But none of these you do Once you make it up the stairs I heave onto my side Tears begin to wet my pillow Once again you've made me cry Please think about me when you're dreaming I don't care what shape or form All I want is for you to care About your daughter in the storm If I speak of this after sunrise Deny, deny, deny Once again I am shot down Cry, cry, cry Tomorrow is a new day But at the same time it is not The same darkness creeps upon me Without a second thought