“Drowning my Sorrows” by Male 17
Was in my house from a young age,
Never allowed out so I’m stuck in a cage,
Trapped in this house full of rage.
Going to school and coming back,
N never knowing when I’ll get ransacked,
Or going back and my bags are packed.
All of them years hearing the screams,
Never knew then, it would brush my dreams.
Some days happy, most days sad,
At this time it’s driving me mad.
Never wanted to call my dad a bad dad,
But then all these years just Nonstop.
Feeling my head with fears,
Lying in bed only with tears.
Under age but trying to claw it away,
With more beers,
Until my chest feels like I’ve been stabbed with spears.
I don’t wanna talk about my emotions,
Because I don’t wanna deal with all the commotion.
So I’ll end it here,
While I drink my last beer.
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