How I Feel

It's like it ain't even real

Everything I feel

It has me on my heels but how do I heal?

Last night I heard my pops tottering through the kitchen

As usual smelling like liquor

I ask myself why again, why him? Why he gotta be like this??

I hug my pillow tighter and tighter as I hear my momma come out of the bedroom

Asking my pops why you always gotta drink,

Its like you don't even think

You're losing your family, I thought we were your treasure

But I see liquor was your best treasure