I’m so tired of hearing your voice

You at your worst, but I have no choice

I’m so tired of hearing you fight

When I know you’re so wrong and that this isn’t right

I thought that growing up meant you would be moving on

But when I look at you, I know that’s not even close to true

You’re just a child in a grown man’s clothes

You’re just a parent, someone who I never would have choose

I’ll never know what it feels to be safe

Locked in the arms of a warm embrace

I’ll never know what love truly is

When all I see is dysfunction and everything remiss

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