Alcholism
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Kids don't go to school anymore.
We don't learn math.
We don't learn English.
Kids learn truth these days.
Because kids don't go to school these days.
We go to empty parking lots, innocent and free.
Alone in life she rowed Upon the lonely waters of life Her spirit was sinking low And she wouldn't stop causing strife She was still there in physical form But her dreams lay deep in the river Broken by a bottle of identity torn And an irreparabl
I don't have a number for how many times;But I remember running...I remember harsh lighting in tired eyes,And middle of the night, fight or flight car rides...Phone calls and ringing;Then screaming.
A beer bottle broken upon an empty table
But my friends are alright, for that I am grateful
You see every day is a battle that I fight
Never resting never stopping till I lose the light
Little girl lost and alone
Won’t pick up the phone
Too scared to go back home
The bottles kept stacking up
Daddy didn’t you have enough
Anger grew, We all knew
What he was going to do to you
