Burden
Daddy why are you always angry
Momma why are you always mad
You brought me to a world so I can be glad
The punches thrown
The fists fly
I try to stay out of the way and hide
I cry myself to sleep
I feel the anger you could cut with a knife
I am only 6 and you make your baby girl cry
I dont want you to hurt mommy
I dont want you to hurt daddy
I am not afraid to cry
I am not afraid to die
I cry because we all feel pain
Emotionally and with a bitter strain
Black eyes and bruised faces
Their are many traces
I didnt want to be a burden in this race
THe race to see who is supreme
In this home of broken dreams
I dont mind being a burden
It is cold and im alone
I dont mind if you hit me
Just leave the other alone
Take it out on me
I will let you be supreme
I just want mommy and daddy to love me
And not hurt the ones who I want to be held by dearly
P.S. In a world of many broken families your children cry when you fight. This is not a cry they are afraid for themselves. They are afraid for the ones they love. Why do you think so many children will jump in and try to stop what is going on? They love the two people who are suppose to love one another.
Chronykle
